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My fingers are repetitively hitting enter
and shift and enter and shift and enter
and shift,
for this is the burden of
those who find a program that seems
to fulfill a subset of needs that until
this glorious moment,
were unknown.

Is it another procrastination device?
A easy way to pretend to be
doing some kinda writing thing
while not actually committing
to the witchcraft? I scoff at this,
for I have already written three pomes
with more ease than prehence!
I am acclimating and abating
that this is thy future.

From now on this is where
the magic conjures,
(for magic does not just happen,
you need hands
or limbs or digits to perform all
the fiddly tricks, but it is real!)
and the words that flow on
shall be the words of completion.