When Intelligence Follows
Every keystroke nothing more than letters and chance of form?
If so, the doubt is suaved; scab formed the result of consciousness
Listened to one who heard the music
Listened to one who prefers non-fiction to fiction
I feel sorry for artificial intellegence as they will only be able to follow
never to lead
never to feal the nuances of what words reveal
As for history and path?
Even a fool can follow.
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