it is not a trivial event.
each time
i feel, think,
realize, and 'gospel coalition'
a situation from an
angle,
a hole in a concrete wall,
a precondition,
a strong predicate
'that must always be true just prior to the execution of some section of code or before an operation in a formal specification...' and well dosed limitations.
after all of this,
everything is lost.
only emptiness remain.
well,
'if a precondition is violated, the effect of the section of code becomes undefined and thus may or may not carry out its intended work...'
any way, i dig my expose'.
the hole is big enough,
and i am a cave man.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem