ma gandeam la tine in marginea parcului, langa lac, asezat pe iarba, sub un soare capricios d`april, adunand gandurile pe care sa le asez pe iarba cand am sa plec. privesc o undita pe celalalt mal incercand sa zgarii de legi si singularitate un univers in cizme de cauciuc
Intelligence is the anomaly... stop explaining... even to yourself there's no tool for managing information sharing data in an island of no language... as a herald of winter or as a dove of spring is disconnecting... from time and/or from space... tokenise content better... npc's hearth further... name content for more than a click... clear history and future with every thought of her as a present(ce)... nor in summer... nor in autumn pipe what is worth to some words as you did sometimes and call it as a function... or a small part of something you used to see... you can't be everything for everyone
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