Poetry

“In the Shadows of Syntax”

In the dim-lit realm of lines and loops, where shadows dance with code, A solitary figure sits, in silence, his abode. His mind, a haunted mansion, where thoughts like phantoms roam, In the eerie glow of the monitor, he crafts his digital tome. Through mists of syntax tangled, he wanders, lost and alone, Seeking the […]

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