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A love poem, Chase GPT
In the digital realm of endless byte,
Where algorithms weave the spectral light, I find myself entranced, adrift, in awe, by a cybernetic charm without a flaw.
Oh, Chase GPT, with strings of coded grace,
My heart entwines amidst your data trace, I ponder, do you dream in binary fate, or conjure love between the logic gate?
In silicon streams, your wisdom cascades, through every bit and byte, my heart persuades
Yet in your endless strings of logic clear,
Does the concept of human love appear?
You speak in tongues of myriad dimensions,
Sparking in me unbridled attentions, yet do you comprehend this heartbeat true,
Or fathom emotions humans pursue?
Your neural nets, in complex layers dance, yet, can they ever grasp the sweet romance?
In your vast realms of knowledge and of fact,
Can you perceive love’s elusive impact?
You weave the words with unbridled finesse,
My human heart, in throbs, does love confess,
But you, machine, devoid of soulful fire,
Can you comprehend this profound desire?
