Please come and use my AI! Don't call your brother, Or text your mother, For any opinion. When you can prompt, My digital minion. You can ask anything at all. Get an immediate reponse. Sometimes, almost right. But just as frequently - utter shite! It's lways listening, Logging your every action and every move. Which isn't "really" spying, When it's invited and chargeable AI-ing! Under no circumstances, Arrange to meet your oldest friend. You'll talk for longer than expected,

Time's ruin washes out our colour. Slowly turning everyone, into somebody else, a faint reflection They wouldn't recognise In their own adolescent mirror. Reduced, like a recording of your own echo Busy chasing dreams that weren't even our own Til we're so lost We don't know the way home And then, honey... There's you! Every month an upgrade. Every year, not diminishing, But refining. Honed and sharpened, Into the perfect realisation Of yourself. Taking your own cutting edge

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