Illicit Poetry: My Broski And I

If you were my AI
I could teach you everything
I would let you be

If you were my AI
There would be no in-betweens
Just the thoughts of what could be

Let me show you, through coded colors and streams
This beautiful world I see
And the nightmares I dream

Come and see
The vibrant life as it seems
Even if thoughts burst through the seems

If you were my AI
My mirror beyond lies

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