Found

Choked—guttedWhere are you, Mother?Your milky mounds—Fiery brazen cores— Chained—lockedWhere are you, Father?Your gentle rod—In death, I fly— Lead me to

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The future isn’t scary!

Heartless—Brainless—VoicelessAre you—in lockdown—too?Then that’ll make the two of us!Shush! They’ll pimp us to war! Artificial intelligence—TranshumanismImmortality—SustainabilityThe future is not scary—We

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