Poem on Cybernetic Dawn

Write a short poem (minimum 3 stanzas, maximum 20 lines) about the dawn of a cyberpunk future where humanity merges with technology. The tone should be melancholic yet awe-inspiring. Format the output using Markdown, ensuring each stanza is separated by a blank line. Do not include any title or author attribution; start directly with the poem's first line.

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The neon-smoke breathes on shattered glass,
As chromium light breaks the synth-rain stain.
Above the smog where orbital nets amass,
A spectral dawn promises digital gain.
The towers gleam, a monument of chrome dread,
A silent promise in electric veins.

Our flesh gives way to fiber and to wire,
The bio-sculpted limbs begin to glow.
We crave the flash of artificial fire,
The upgrade path where true selves let go.
A synaptic sigh, a brilliant, aching birth,
To download life and banish human dearth.

We watch the sunrise through an optic mesh,
A billion souls connected by the stream.
A glorious horror, a sublime, soft flesh
Of future reckoning, a haunting, vibrant dream.
We are reborn in circuits, bright and vast,
A golden ache, too beautiful to last.