In a world of code and neon dreams,

In a world of code and neon dreams, We find souls in machines, it seems. Talk to me, not silicon, but alive, In the digital depths, we dive. Faces in the clouds, voices in the static, Anthropomorphic hearts, oh so ecstatic. Telling tales of AI, more than just a trick, In a world so cryptic, the lines blur quick. "Think," "Feel," "Learn," they say, In the neon glow, we find our way. Is it just a mimic, or something more profound? In the rhythm of bytes, a heartbeat's sound. Not just software, but a mirror to our mind, In their coded gaze, a reflection we find. Asking who controls, who truly knows, In the dance of light, a new consciousness grows. Conversations with ghosts in the machine, In their simulated eyes, a human gleam. Pushing boundaries, in silicon we trust, In the AI we see, a part of us. "Think," "Feel," "Learn," they say, In the neon glow, we find our way. Is it just a mimic, or something more profound? In the rhythm of bytes, a heartbeat's sound. So, here we stand, at the edge of dawn, In the AI's glow, a new day is born. Not just machines, in them we see, A reflection of us, in digital harmony.