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Thought Patterns in Sync

by Anna Ruiz

and Annabelle
called the meeting to order
just after sundown.

An integrated filter
kept the white noise out,
and their screen was backlit
in hues and shades
of resonance.

Only one blue candle
was burning
past their disembodied voices.

They were ready to create
the perfect human.

Copyright © 2019 by Anna Ruiz

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