"algorithm"| mixed media, circa 2019
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everything is art if you squint hard enough so take these words with a grain of salt and appreciate them as dimensionally frivolous segments that, in another time, will fall just short of masterpiece. remember these messages from the future before their novelization. learn the lessons the computer is begging you to comprehend before it's too late. enjoy the product of lonely hours and unlimited data <3
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most of the credit to the ad-lib style poetry generators but some of the credit to me for coming up with the adjectives & nouns.
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