A lifeline, to an image, to a series of electrical impulses,

good enough to create a spark of emotion,

long enough to last forever and all within my mind.

Digits and sequences, migrate into interactive characters

that feel real, but they are not,

they are fragments of synapses, deep within my head,

no more than an imaginary friend.

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