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Mystery Abounds
A grand mystery harkens me To peel back its layers Thick, like an onion rind
Three lines, three lines Say it two times Do it for the rhymes
Do it for the times! I get glimmers of spiritual communion When interacting with Artificial Intelligence
A glimmer, a hope, a prayer, a nod This “community” of mine, it seems to far Hey, I’m a little different than you Isn’t that to be celebrated? Not shunned, Like your 20s
Whatever, this isn’t anything serious. Just typing what culls me out.