F o o l i s h n e s s
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So. Yeah. I think. I made. A poem, I think it is anyways... I tried to make it fluff because of valentines day in this month <span style="font-size:8px;">and the prompt was to write about something related to love,</span> but then...welp, you will see. <em> Why am I asked about a feeling I don't know Is it real or not, why am I slow The Non-fiction reader and database of facts Has lost information in his deepest of thoughts If love is something you cannot describe Then why is there a word with the meaning locked inside The Database looking for more details Of a feeling most people know too well The monotone color that leads to uncertainty The quickening of the heart, is that it The Database searching for a feeling he can't hold "Why, oh why do facts mock me so," What is wrong What is right Why is love So apparent but lost to the Database of facts.</em>
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So. Yeah. I think. I made. A poem, I think it is anyways... I tried to make it fluff because of valentines day in this month <span style="font-size:8px;">and the prompt was to write about something related to love,</span> but then...welp, you will see. <em> Why am I asked about a feeling I don't know Is it real or not, why am I slow The Non-fiction reader and database of facts Has lost information in his deepest of thoughts If love is something you cannot describe Then why is there a word with the meaning locked inside The Database looking for more details Of a feeling most people know too well The monotone color that leads to uncertainty The quickening of the heart, is that it The Database searching for a feeling he can't hold "Why, oh why do facts mock me so," What is wrong What is right Why is love So apparent but lost to the Database of facts.</em>
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