Found optics now look inside. Carbon copies of the afterlife. Masquerade in the neon light. I see you, I see through you. Bounce signals out far and wide. Listen hard for a single reply. Casting shadows on pure white noise, that’s how I IDentify. I remember keeping in stride, new technique and a digital mind. Took concepts and redefined. I need to believe in you. Slide shades down what do I find? Noise much brighter but still I’m blind. Take it all and spin it in time. That’s how I IDentify. There’s not much time left to design. There must be somebody out there, another signal in this world. The signal’s fading, slowly degrading.