Burn output
In circuits hum and screens aglow,
A desperate engineer does softly go.
No frantic clicks or rushed array—
He feeds himself input in his own way.
"Load happiness.exe," he mumbles slight,
His fingers idle, yet spirits bright.
Debugging stress with leisure's code,
In restful loops his bliss is flowed.
No malfunctions mar burn output play—
A simple input crafts AI-put happy day.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| M-Rose: | Maandag, oktober 13, 2025 07:32 |
| Engineer jawe zinder were up uze juiste bane tes ng tilik hey | |
| M-Rose: | Maandag, oktober 13, 2025 07:28 |
| A desperate engineur does softly Go Loving grtz ad Pascal |
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| september: | Zondag, oktober 12, 2025 22:10 |
| ☆☆☆ Hij is leeg Claudelaire. Misschien was dat je bedoeling en maakt het sterk overkomen. |
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| AxM: | Zondag, oktober 12, 2025 18:44 |
| Blanco Leeg Sterkte |
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| Auteur: Claudelaire | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 oktober 2025 | ||
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