All I strive is to get into a rhythm,
And keep dancing until the music fades.
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All this grilling, tiling and meditation -
All this spacing, dashing and tripping -
Is to find that nice rhythm I can keep dancing.
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All I strive is to get into a rhythm,
And keep dancing until the music fades.
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All this grilling, tiling and meditation -
All this spacing, dashing and tripping -
Is to find that nice rhythm I can keep dancing.
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For so long,
I kept my eyes,
Pealed open -
Deciphering truth,
As I see fit.
I am going blind,
Little by little
Day after day.
With all this -
Bright light
Directly shed on me.
I need much more luminescence,
To make true sense -
Of what's in front of me -
All these years.
I built a glass lighthouse tower
And filled with fog
Only entagled can peak in.
But,
The machines taken over in a night
With,
Fancy vision they probed deep
Feeling me naked -
In my own foggy lighthouse glass tower.
I wrote a poem like I usually do sometimes.
One of my friends asked metaAI to explain it, it did OK. But some Brilliance I could see, which used to be reserved for humans until recently.
Today, I asked chatGTP same question and below is its lengthy explanation. It captured essence of poem very well.
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This poem captures a sense of exhaustion, determination, and the pursuit of a goal, possibly against a backdrop of inner conflict or hardship. Here's an interpretation of its key elements:
Middle of the journey,
My eyes are burdened, burning and bright red.
I can not stop now,
Time for my three shot poison.
Across the lake,
where Salmon sheds salt,
there lies my flag.
I keep rolling
day after day.