#lostinpixels

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Ancient poet in digital age

Scrolling through his phone, Legends once carved into stone Now lost in pixels.

Stocks rise and then fall, Kings no longer ride to war, They trade with a click.

No horse, no armor, A hero calls for a ride— The map leads nowhere.

Tea grows cold in hand, A poet lost in his thoughts, Echoes of his land.