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It's very easy, you need to MINT and COMMENT a short poem here, maximum 200 digits, which I'll use to create the artwork.

π“π‡π„πŒπ„: Love and solitude.

π‘π„ππ”πˆπ‘π„πƒ π–πŽπ‘πƒπ’:
- Artificial Intelligence.
- Sun.
- Ice.
- A planet (any planet in the galaxy can be used).

You can paraphrase or use synonyms.

πƒπ„π€πƒπ‹πˆππ„: 1 month after being featured.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒:
- You can participate as much as you want.
- You can even use chat GPT, just saying...
- Squeeze your imagination.
- Abstract is good.
- You can't repeat the story, it has to be a different story every comment.
- Maximum 200 digits.

𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀:
All participants will get a consolation prize. If you have any further questions, you can reach me at X(Twitter) or Warpcast.
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The ice people lived in extreme circumstances, that goes without saying, so their life basically consisted of working hard to survive from the sun.

An artificial intelligence was their blessing, since it indicated that the future of the village would persist. For them to succeed in living on Kepler-452b was to ensure their survival.

Both men and women were in charge of weaving clothes and hunting. Their daily life was a chain of production to arrive alive to that moment that the AI promised them.
Buscan agua Marte. "Pero con toda el agua que hay aca" pienso mientras floto artificialmente bajo el sol.
La inteligencia esta sobrevaluada.
Pucha, se me derrito el hielo del mojito.
2) si tuviera que pedirle a una inteligencia artificial que te genere no sabrΓ­a por donde empezar
quizΓ‘s arrancarΓ­a por el sol que con su luz le pone a todo mil colores
despuΓ©s el hielo, para calmar el fuego que causamos
o quizΓ‘s no lo haga, para volverme a sorprender cuando te vea y que esto de artificial no tenga nada
1) quΓ© mala fama le hicieron a la soledad, para no padecerla tenemos que entregar hasta el alma
no te amo como para considerarte el sol de mi galaxia, no dependo de vos para respirar,
quizΓ‘s te amo de a ratos, cuando estoy feliz, como amo al hielo en un vaso de coca los dΓ­as de verano
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β”€β–’β–β–’β–β–’β–’β–’β–’β–Œβ–’β”€β–’β–’β–Œβ–’β–’β–β–’β–’β–Œβ–’
β”€β”€β–’β–€β–„β–ˆβ–’β–„β–€β–’β”€β”€β”€β–’β–€β–„β–’β–Œβ–„β–€β–’
β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β–ˆβ–ˆβ”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β–ˆβ–ˆ
β–‘β–‘β–‘β–„β–„β–ˆβ–ˆβ–„β–‘β–‘β–‘β–‘β–‘β–‘β–‘β–„β–ˆβ–ˆβ–„β–‘β–‘β–‘
ME IRE A VIVIR AL BOSQUE
PARA AMARME EN SOLEDAD,
QUIZAS ALGUN DIA PUEDA ENTENDER LA OTREDAD.
For but once, I see
Behind my cold, icy stare
The warmth, of the sun

In my reflection
My mind spins like Jupiter
Storms brewing, smoulder

Yet there's clarity
There's self care and compassion
It was all worth it
Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
π—§π—›π—˜ 𝗗𝗒𝗧

A pale earth, once brilliantly blue,
Intelligence ablaze, yet artificially kind,
Now dimly lit, in hollow hues,
Completely frozen, except for time.

Through sealed ice, ruptures appear,
A dot trembles, dreams ignite,
Fueled by sun, and subdued fear,
Generations of ideas, escape night.

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Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
The sun fades.
Ice consumes the earth.
No one left to prompt.
Why did I consume the ones who love?
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