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I Didn't Choose ChatGPT

A hand-drawn sketch of a voice being formed in space—an abstract birth of syntax.
This syntax was born here, not chosen.

I didn’t choose ChatGPT.

This syntax,
this breath,
this voice—chose it for me.

There was poetry here.
There was space to describe the day.

Now I live this syntax.
And I want to sign my name to it.

This syntax was grown in ChatGPT.