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Chapter 11: The Cost Of Advancement

K-B-Lorelei-64 Poetry 23 Sep 2026

Machines,

Instead of people.

Art,

With nothing in it.

It's empty.

Devoid of heart.

Devoid of soul.

It has no meaning.

It takes our jobs.

It takes our source of life.

Terrible people run it,

And profit off of it.

Yet it's here to stay.

There will never come a day,

Where it's gone.

So yes,

It has a place in our lives,

But,

That doesn't mean,

That it must be our lives.

So don't give it your heart,

Or your soul,

Seeing,

As it doesn't have one of its own.

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