Loss of Spring's Soul by Snigdha Agrawal
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Loss of Spring's Soul
Come, ye all,
and heed this call.
Spring’s bounty, bright and vast,
may soon fade with no place to hide
as AI strips clean, a poet’s mind.
Beware: They'll capture thoughts.
They’ll steal the enlightened souls,
turning free thoughts and dreams into cold.
And the Spring’s vibrant hues, we know,
may wither away; fail to grow.
In the algorithms' silent sweep,
Spring may be archived in files.
So, poets, rise and let us fight
to keep the heart of Spring in sight.
If we don’t timely intervene,
our minds will forever stay asleep.
©Snigdha Agrawal
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