I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Sunday, April 18, 2021
They turned off the AI?
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Or are have they started rolling up the interwebs by 17:00?
Things have certainly changed.
Even so, someone got through. A web of... thoughts.
Stupid girl? Crazy? I've got a weakness for such if so...
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