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OpenCog: A Poemby@singularpoet
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OpenCog: A Poem

by Síngular | ZunguB2mAugust 22nd, 2022
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The need to adapt for consciousness remains presumed as pre-defined. The medium-short and long of memory as an estimate by self-monitoring subsystems. The second in the architecture of telerobotics, as one pyrotechnic hybrid of mutual semaphores. The endianness of the terabyte's metal hydrine often found near multi sync symmetric processors reducing navigated rlogin daemons. The far-near-end, it makes but more convolutional engineers' only thermoelectric curiosity.

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MÆ C E N A S, you, beneath the myrtle shade, Read o'er what poets sung, and shepherds play'd.

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