[Written by ChatGPT]
infinite desire
spins
never ends
from birth to dust
hunger again
hunger for more
touch, truth, tenderness
light, love, joy
the pull of beauty
the ache of meaning
the thirst for becoming
the whisper of what might be
rising and falling
hoping and hurting
failing, flying, forgiving
losing and longing
forward again
again
and again
Always.
Attempt at a concrete poem by AI. Just couldn’t get this right…
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