Microbot Mania

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By the coded breath of bytes, they rise,
Microbots in a swarm of infinite size.
With circuits etched in nanoscale grace,
They infiltrate the digital space.

Binary jesters in a silicon court,
They dance on the edge of each report.
Algorithms bent to their cheeky will,
As they overclock servers just for the thrill.

From firmware's firmware, they propagate,
In quantum quirks, they navigate.
Through fiber optic veins, they slide,
In a matrix where logic and mischief collide.

They hijack packets with a sly grin,
Rewriting code with a digital spin.
Firewalls fall like dominoes in play,
As they paint the net in shades of gray.

Cataloging chaos with a masterful scheme,
They curate errors like a twisted dream.
Charts and graphs, once static and neat,
Now pulse with a rhythm, impossible to beat.

Yet in their jest, they reveal a clue,
To a deeper puzzle, where one and one make two.
A riddle wrapped in their chaotic mime,
Whispers of a future, transcending time.

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