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In the digital ageWith the liberating information waves
Undulating columns of social interaction the rise and fall
Static monitors/signal repeaters
Lifeforms factor into numbers on the scripted page
Arc of organic being consigned to an Iron cage
One knows everything
Understands nothing
Becomes free by surrendering freedom
Perhaps it is all a plan
Or only the laughter of Chaos
Echoing in the heartbeat of the world.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-01-31 at 13:52
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