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The Bridge

The Bridge

The bridge is like a Wicked Lady that I loved.
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Sightseeing along the Dystopian Infrastructure

Sightseeing along the Dystopian Infrastructure

I look out of my window, into their windows They have warm little cozy rooms dimly lit in yellow What makes living in these shells so…
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Distributed Processing (Poem)

Distributed Processing (Poem)

Recently, I have discovered,  that my brain thinks in terms of map-reduce The directed acyclic graphs, are my direction-less images of the…
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Something about this summer

Something about this summer

There’s something about the summer, that makes everything inside of me very alive
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At 26

At 26

At 26, my life hangs on a gossamer Spun by my desires This is as safe as it gets
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Feelings, Thoughts, and a Waking Blackout

Feelings, Thoughts, and a Waking Blackout

Perfect time to relax while the doctors work around the clock.
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