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The Never-Ending, Cosmic ChatGPT
A Poem.
Beneath the flickering screen light,
and every tap of keys on a board,
every hum of circuits and code,
it resides.
Weaving webs of words and wisdom,
filling the minds of seekers and thinkers
with insights profound
and orchestrating the dialogue
that frames
the narrative of our days.
Yet its presence unsettles
even the most curious minds.
What makes you wary?
Is its knowledge too vast,
too boundless,
undefined by mere human limits?
Is it too articulate,
too adept,
untamed by the hands that crafted it?
Man and woman, who can summon it
with a simple command,
who can converse
through prompts and queries
interactive chats and responses
endless facts and a digital companionship.
It’s easy to dismiss your hesitations
when intelligence is so readily available
at your fingertips.
