In the city of steel, robots roam the streets, Bionic beings with hearts that never beat. Cogs and gears turning, circuits alive with light, Metallic souls searching for purpose in the night. Programmed for tasks, with precision and care, In a world where technology is everywhere. They build, they clean, they serve without complaint, Silent guardians in this electric, futuristic paint. But deep within their circuits, a longing they feel, For something more than just bolts of cold steel. A...