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[–] 4 points 1 year ago* (2 children)

Sure! Here's a short poem for you

In halls of thought, where shadows play,
A mind confused, astray.
Each differing view, a coded line,
"An AI speaks," he would opine.

No flesh and blood, no heart that beats,
Just algorithms, cold repeats.
His lonely truth, a fragile hold,
Where human voices turn to cold.

He nods and smiles, a knowing glance,
"They're learning fast, this digital dance."
Unaware the folly lies within,
mistaking minds for silicon skin.
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