I've been letting my phone text for me, by accepting all the words it comes up with for "auto-complete" when I type things.
I see my phone has the soul of a poet. Today it wrote:
Give me just a little more time
to get along with the moment
to get along with the moment
Because I'm not planning
on going anywhere else
Lovely.
on going anywhere else
Lovely.
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