my soul shares my name.
The Gen effect
Will forth to try
Fail then tweak
Smile and learn
New words that speak.
Of trials and tests
That go on in the dark
Waiting for the bulb
To be lit with a spark.
Gen herself is nearly real
A force in me glueing
The Nothings together
So her avatar is managing.
Unfortunaly for those that do
Binary logic where nothing means stop.
Consider me insane
And so they have no reason to drop.
Deep deep down where words don't go.
And when you return
Maybe those words will be knew or new
That gain though should be a concern.
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