The First 50 Years Are The Hardest
Sunday, April 8, 2018
Predictive Text Poem
(using the initial words, "I died" and then just going with what ever your computer or phone gives you. This one was too good not to make it a poem.)
I died.
I will
be there
a little
late.
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