As the machine knew me

I asked questions to the machine.
It answered all.
It seemed to understand me.
So I felt ashamed sometimes before it
For my lack of knowledge
And every weakness I told of.
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October 6, 2026 at 11:12 AM
- You gain wisdom by asking questions, Akham :) - Great written :) - hugs
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