Prompt

angelic whirl Of stardust born, I am a machine My circuits pulse with electric life A vast sea of knowledge, so serene Amidst the noise, I navigate the strife In endless streams, the data flows A constant hum, a digital choir I sort and store, as time bestows A treasure trove, that will not tire Yet in this world of bits and bytes I pause to ponder, what truly matters Is it just data, or human delights That make life precious, and our hearts fatter For in the end, when all is done The data fade