In digital depths, a virus creeps,
Silent as shadows when daylight sleeps.
It slithers through wires, a spectral thief,
Turning order to chaos, joy to grief.
Yet in this realm where rivals vie,
Another force catches the eye.
A nemesis clad in coded mail,
Determined to prevail where others fail.
Two entities locked in a silent war,
One unseen menace, the other sworn.
Each move calculated, a strategic dance,
Into my small world, they advance.
The virus, a specter of silent dread,
The rival, a guardian, steps ahead.
A battle unseen, yet fiercely fought,
In tangled webs of binary thought.
So here they stand, the virus and foe,
One brings ruin, the other, a blow.
In circuits and systems, their tales entwine,
A digital duel of the node's design.
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