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Artificial Intelligence

In the middle of the night
My hand searched for the object vibrating near me
I found it and silenced it
I knew the time without opening my eye
My brain was trained to react to the vibe every morning
It never woke me up
Still, it tirelessly irritated me every morning
I got up and browsed through the messages
We have lost human contact long time ago
I check the messages most of which are forwards
And some personalized wishes
I plan my day and make a list of my work in Todoist
Google reminds me of train schedules
As I rush to get ready
My day is filled with constant emails and phones
I check my todoist and add more tasks to it
Every thing I need is available is available on the phone
Music accompanies me every where I go
It is integral part of me
That I almost forgot the human voice
It reminds of everything
Right from my friends birthday
To every other memory in life
It stalks me everywhere I go
Asking me for feedback
Sometimes my memory is never used
And the artifical intelligence threatnes me

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