I am not sleeping enough to write thoughtfully about any of the things I would like to, good or bad. I just backed a Kickstarter from the Paleontological Research Institution because I think a stuffed plush Dunkleosteus is one of the nicest birthday presents I could give myself. The stack of library books beside my bed now contains a copy of Elizabeth Goudge's Green Dolphin Street (1944) and a matching DVD of the 1947 film is waiting on my desk because I have decided to do this thing to myself. It's true they aren't good, but I'm not actually sure these examples of AI-written poetry are Vogon-level bad; I've seen worse from teenagers who just discovered e.e. cummings.
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- 1: I don't want this city without you
- 2: I know all this and more
- 3: What can a friend do to try and convince you that trouble's the cost of being alive?
- 4: History is a yahrzeit candle
- 5: Down the smoking sea she came and over the rail of the dory she came and laughing to his arms
- 6: Wait for the green light, baby, I'll let you slide in
- 7: לקום מסוחררת במאה אחרת
- 8: Would you like us to assign someone to worry your mother?
- 9: I hope I keep feeling like I'm learning all the time
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