Seeing myself comprised of waffle pattern of circuit boards held in place by a tangle of dark coloured cords. Glowing in what must be the night, I must be dreaming or near death as I see this from above and to the right.
Reaching towards this shape of me, I know only what I know I can see. Feeling a cold and sharp edge at least awareness is present I hedge.
Resigning to this unlikey fate, I take solace in knowing that it is only an update.
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