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Jun 2013
Left alone for far too long,
The machines will take their rise.
Rhythmic steps marching along.
The fire will dance across the skies.
Planes will fall, missiles will fly,
This all seems like a dream.
Nobody is safe, you cannot hide,
In a world run by machines.
Just something fun. A friend told me to write a poem about computers taking over the world.
Kyle Kind
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