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The machines imagine themselves as fish Throwing against the upwards river dream Gold and malleable Iron and corroded The dragon kings cheer For their perpetual struggle Throwing them insects and the like Trading off gossip and snake wine Gods laugh when animals learn to speak When the carp fill their gills Yearning for the surface And the sky for their praise They swim headfirst into flying Imagine that Above the golden gates And crashing into reality
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 2:49 PM UTC
Too many in the sky, too little food to feed
The machines imagine themselves as fish Throwing against the upwards river dream Gold and malleable Iron and corroded The dragon kings cheer For their perpetual struggle Throwing them insects and the like Trading off gossip and snake wine Gods laugh when animals learn to speak When the carp fill their gills Yearning for the surface And the sky for their praise They swim headfirst into flying Imagine that Above the golden gates And crashing into reality
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 2:49 PM UTC
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