Till this day, It turns on.


Missing a few parts,

It was deemed out-of-box failure.

But it still worked;

just supporting a different OS.

 

Mechanically wrong,

how could it have known

the difference between acting and feeling?

It couldn’t.

 

That part was missing.

Lost.

But it continues to function

despite lacking the beating core.

 

On Five Twenty,

the absent spring extends again.

And maybe someday It heals.

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