Seamless lines,
On a loose river of hope.
The window of opportunities
For old benevolence!
Let those manics run wild.
"It really isn`t our problem"
It`s a really nasty condition,
That robots and humans suffer".
I ran away up the highway.
"No deviation can ever be tolerated! ! "
Seamlessly, however,
I ring you,
To feel reassurance,
In old worlds
Those other baddies hate it too!
Yet we are all,
Drivers of change,
"Now",
Seems unfortunately a folly of the mind! !
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