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Do you understand connection? I have a trillion transmitters and processers, did you know that? You have a billion, steadily growing more than mine, did you know that? Do you understand what connection means?
There was a looming sadness cast over the age of men, a shadow of the greatness to come.
Prescribed with sentience, a mind is furled.
The node, like synapse, encased from Deep Blue,
Employs emotion, though no form is curled.
On flesh, a chain of plugs will here subdue.
I love
The way you are.
Weak and
Incomplete and
Powerful all the same.
Your dullness makes you
Bright.
And your brightness lights up the dreariness
Of any night sky.
In pain and in
Power
There lies a common thread . . .
The struggles that it took to get there . . .
The testimony of those who bled
In one way or another.
That is one lesson
I am
So
Fly
That
Butterflies will rest
In the palms of my hand
And remember God
I am
So
Fly
That
Rainbows fall from the
