Art, Poetry, Data, AI and things by Karthik

What Dreams Are Made Of

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Moribund dreams of grey damned skies; And screams of profanity as it dies. […]

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I traveled across a desolated land I recalled the annihilation like the back of […]

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We are born alone and we die alone. Only for a moment or […]

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Beneath the walnut tree Where dreams once ran free Agonising to see A […]

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Hail, Darkness, my ancient comrade true,Thou dost draw nigh in moments silent, deep.But […]

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Ace your databricks interview with expertly curated questions and in-depth, practical answers; covering […]

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Once upon a time in the bustling land of IT, a weary worker […]