A devil wrapped in silicone is still a devil
An angel wrapped in thorn is still an angel
In circuits and wires, a dark soul resides
Silicone's sheen veils the malevolence it hides
Yet, even in thorns, an angelic grace
A celestial presence in the thorny embrace
Deceptive veneers, a dance of disguise
Between devilish grins and celestial skies
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