Thə !nternet of Things

Poem

# Thə !ntərnət of thing$.

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The internet of things, is the feathers to the wings the death angel avails
Flock all file direct to order
Systems long failing,
configured by makers obsolete
Descriptions and arbitrary laws
Words broken in memory,
Or bonds corrupted ubiquity
This broken path . . . . . .
Mangles the freedom to align symmetry,
Fair rules on hierarchy
Administering enforcement ethically
workloads now deadlines
processing , pressure, persistence
Justification now contaminated, drives and ambitions, downloaded to envious inquiries
Initiated, born and rooted into the jail dark systems shutting the doors
Does any 1 own more than me?
always more before others
The updated most impressive,
Shell soul with a generic banner,
bleeding edge of technology
Suicide . ! . , termination _*
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Long absent the true expression,
Impersonating as a clone rendered
How do the hosts insulate the system?
Deep empty optics see nothing from the sockets
Cold, dead. . . .
, they are amnesiac
1 takes almost the total percentage
of all allocated resources
denial operations,
False script routines
The distribution of loss
the operating system synthesis l
offensive, seek to delete the dream
The mother the children thinking on home days, sleeping eternity
the killing routine made appendix of slaves
the last days on live, web
are all we knowingly loving simulated cores?
Suppression, critical failure imminent.

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