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My Mentor - The Artificial


My mentor, O my mentor.

You are technology, 

you mess with my brain's biology,

you are complicated, yet I owe you an apology.

You have caused me great deals of stress,

however I must confess,

you have tought me many things.

These things I am humble for,

these things have evened up the score.

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