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Fata Morgana

Entertained on my phone
Not different from anyone else
Shimmering of a bee hive in the blink of an eye
Protect your tears from long farewells

A ship sails above the horizon line
Afloat in the clouds in my eyes
Am I dreaming?

One day AI will be writing all the poems

And no one will be there to hear them
I leave one for you
Called sentient feeling
- manyeyescity