a.i. dreams

a.i. dreams

I keep going

Through the burns

Scars from knuckle peeling

I stay on course

Slow steady

Truly exhausted

Faded Memories

keep me straight

I smell the oil

Lubricated joints

Defined physique

Projected ear sight

At times, I find myself

Shouting:

hello world, print!

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