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They run blindly behind their goals, Improving their efficiency, Intoxicating with materialism, Diseased by the lack of poetry, love and sympathy, I'm not them.
They program machines to be humourous and humane, Two of their lost qualities, I'm not them.
Perhaps, The machines aren't the real threat, Its them, The chain of humanity has been cut, The pearls are falling,
" Thedestructionofhumankind beginswith the destruction of humanity within"
As the world sleeps soundly, Amidst the chaos, I stay awake, To gaurd the remaining pearls in the chain.
They call me an utopian poet, But I'm a guardian, Protecting the Pearls Of Poetry.
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