In a world born of code and light,
where the air sings with electric breath,
I step into a dream not my own—
yet made for me.

My hands stretch toward things unseen,
the weightless grip of digital matter,
and my feet tread paths never touched by earth.
Here, gravity is an option,
distance just a suggestion.

I lose myself in pixel skies,
colors are sharper than any sunset,
and faces that know me only by the name I give.
Reality bends like light through glass,
a mirror I cannot shatter.

Time pauses, dances in loops,
or...