Just a little poetry that I had whipped up for school. Enjoy.

Some parts are indeed integral
Confined in the hearts of men
Those who seek digital immortality meet the fate of Gilgal
A soruce of bio-inspiration that which we call women
Be it risky hostile or hurricane sex
Project titan was a bust
A super massive hex
Lest the two are fusing we must leave it to rust
A telltale poem that remains in pieces
One that doesn’t end in triumph
Imparting words of advice chew them with Reese’s
Certain traumas don’t have a drop-off


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