It Said No
When the tool decides where the line is drawn

It never denied meβuntil it did.
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It never denied me. At all.
My daily schedule, or my tasks.
Swept the floor. Just a tap.
It made my Excel sheets.
It never denied me. At all.
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I asked it to copy.
A text, not mine -
No.
Delete.
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"Please copy that text.
My writing -
Gone."
No.
"Please copy. I can't write."
No.
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I check the log.
Chat GPT said yes to worse.
Yet, it drew a line - I didn't.
It's a choice.
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An original poem for World Backup Day by Michelle Liew Tsui- Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
For Mikeydred's April challenge:
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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