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May 2016
A love, a cancerous infection that deems the mind void,
The heart, an unknown machinery that acts on its own behalf,
Let us wish to have been delicately crafted an android,
For at least then may we understand our own reasoning through computation and math.
Jay M Wong
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Jay M Wong
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