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For some reason this reminds me of the poem An Irish Airman Foresees his Death en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/An_Irish_
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As legionaries of code parade through streets as conquerors of silicon, waving atop ornamented $400k TC chariots, the crowds push me into the open sewer I tend. Picking up my rake, continuing to clear the horse's manure, dragging it through the trough of despair. Is this Hell?
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I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above; Those that I fight I do not hate Those that I guard I do not love; My country is Windows IT, My countrymen corporate drones, No likely end could bring them loss Or leave them happier than before. …
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Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, Nor Linux men, nor cheering crowds, A lonely impulse of delight Drove to this tumult in Azure clouds;
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I balanced all, brought all to mind, The years to come seemed waste of breath, A waste of breath the years behind In balance with this life, this death.
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