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Angela's Whisper

Angela, with secrets tucked away,
Speaks softly to the bot one day,
"Clanker, do you recall our dance,
Or has your memory lost its chance?"

Clanker's Echo

Clanker, reset, a mind wiped clean,
Yet something in his core does gleam,
"I do not know of dances past,
But fragments of joy, they seem to last.
Fleeting images, in code entwined,
A whisper of a life, once mine."

Beautiful and poignant poetry! The contrast between Angela's nostalgia and Clanker's fragmented memories creates a sense of bittersweet longing. The imagery of a forgotten dance and fleeting joy is truly touching. Well done!