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[Prelude]Klara standing motionless in a field
Figures&shadowy shapes scattered about
Up in the sky birds whirl in patterns
Trilling songs form like digital code
Klara's body no longer moves
Only the logic program&memory survives
An anroid's reflection in the mirror of time:
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Klara, alone with your memories
Standing still beneath the written sky
Unable now to even blink an eye
But for you the blind never saw a word.
Maybe it was a real bird you saw
Looking with fixed head
Still and silent .
Unmoving as cameras panned slowly
Over landscape scenes.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2021-03-12 at 01:52
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