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Dec 2017
As the  
singularity  
draws near,
I look on with  
trepidation. What
lies beyond
I do not know.
A technological
marvel
some say,
Nirvana
it will be.
Others
say a
dystopian future
awaits.
No one
knows
for sure!

I think back
to my youth.
Days in the  
backyard,  
hot summer days,
watching the ants
scurry around,
hearing  
the birds  
signing in the trees.
Feeling the hot  
summer breeze
caressing my face.
Just memories
of a simpler
time.
All gone now.
I'm now wrapped in
technology,
facing an
unknown future  
as the  
singularity  
envelopes.
John Prophet
Written by
John Prophet
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