Votes tried to make my face
making arrangements with the cunning of the time.
They decided to create my identity,
orchestrating social and technological input.
They tried to shape my dreams,
providing models and stages as goals.
They believed able to produce, in
empty bodies, unknown and unattainable.
They felt that the truest emotion
could be reproduced on a screen.
Then I saw your face and your eyes,
and I no longer had need of mirrors.
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