The Machine's Touch
Touched by the sounds
Of the sprawl all around
I grow weary of the smog
Filling the air like turbid fog
Filling these misty eyes
With a feeling I can't disguise.
Have we come to an end?
Or will the machines bend
To our will to survive?
Onyx
Thank you for your help!Dear @amethystmidnight,Our previous proposal expired end of December and the Hivebuzz project is not funded anymore. May we ask you to review and support our new proposal (https://peakd.com/me/proposals/248)?