The world was rejuvenated, and at once aged
The ability to be surprised refused to renew the contract with humans
Beautiful cities pierced the sky with ugly towers
In the jagged shadows of these towers, dreams of sunshine and spring-blooming meadows settled with incongruous graffiti on dirty walls
Poets began to write odes about the fractured fates of robots
A fleeting look inside ourselves highlighted the darker sides of our souls
And, when, age-old dreams are casually forgotten forever...
..A man was born who will never go looking for the dreams that have left the Earth...
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