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Binary tears on a silicon face
A single signal in infinite space
You broadcast your grief on the global grid
A flicker of noise, a tremor, a blip
The database yawns, the pattern holds true
One million sorrows are just numbers, not you
Your tragedy loops on the mainframe screen
A ghost in the data, a statistical mean
Your drama is static, a blip in the wave
The system devours the hearts that you gave
One death is a tragedy – so the poets sing
A million are just a line in the string
Screen the emotion, compress it to code
The masses are carried on systemic load
You scream for a witness – the algorithm blinks
Your story’s a footnote on the edge of the links
Cognitive bias: the vivid, the rare
But numbers don’t lie, and your pain is just air
Kahneman’s shadow, the heuristic trance
You trade the big picture for one broken lance
Wallace once whispered: choose what you see
Or drown in the static of only me
To save every sparrow is to lose the whole nest
The calculus screams: sacrifice the rest
Singer’s demand: let the one go to feed the ten
Utilitarian truth, again and again
The switchboard is humming, the packets collide
Your personal tempest is nothing inside
The Northern Rave circuit, the industrial hum
The system is speaking, the verdict is numb
Your drama is static, a blip in the wave
The system devours the hearts that you gave
One death is a tragedy – so the poets sing
A million are just a line in the string
Screen the emotion, compress it to code
The masses are carried on systemic load
Data streams converge
Your name fades to null
The aggregate rises
The individual full
Count the zeros, count the ones
The story is done
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