“… might construed as …”
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To fry the wise
“… these evildoers smile …”
Life sentence on Earth
“… these battlegrounds …”
The real AI
“… where sharks lurk …”
A poem to AI or shots fired
“… of the spirit …”
Those ongoing narratives of discovery – at the intersection of social media and the search for God's face.
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