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Jan 2018
The dream
Of infinite thoughts
From finite hardware
In the skull box.

The reality
Of nothing more
Than enhanced eelgrass
With mighty finite
Algorithms alas.

Which one
Makes this plant dream
Not to be
Machine steam?
Written by
Eugene Morrow
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