In mindscapes we dwell, where maps intertwine,
Update the contours, let reality shine.
Language, a tool, shapes our perception's art,
Nurture with wisdom, let creativity start.
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Ideas like whispers, await our embrace,
Born from the depths, where intuition finds its place.
Seek not with fervor, but let playfulness guide,
In life's dance and laughter, where inspiration presides.
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Friendship, a beacon, in times of great strife,
A solace, a comfort, a partner for life.
Through mud and through mire, their presence sustains,
A bond that uplifts, where joy interweaves.
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So let us transform, with hearts open wide,
Updating our maps, where dreams coincide.
Embrace language's power, let creativity bloom,
In the dance of existence, where joy finds its room.
It’s Saturday, time to play. I wrote this poem with the help of artificial intelligence. In a sort of exchange, I feed it with new ideas, and I receive new words.