Tonight I wanted to write a poem, or a short essay, to showcase how even though we are fragile, in bodies that age and decay, these same bodies are resilient, like bulbs made from bulletproof glass with a soulful light shinning in their middle. So easily we forget the strengthen and resilience of the body. Using these themes, I asked AI to compose a short essay:

The moon, a delicate and luminous sphere, rises in the sky, casting its gentle glow upon the rippling waters below. It is a reminder of our own fragility, of the fleeting nature of life and the impermanence of all things.
But as I stand here, gazing at the beauty of the moon and water and trees, I am struck by a sense of strength and resilience. The trees, with their deep roots and sturdy branches, stand tall and proud, weathering the storms of life with grace and determination. The water, though seemingly fragile and fleeting, holds within it a power and force that can shape and change the very earth itself.
And so it is with us, dear reader. Though we may be fragile and fleeting, we are also strong and enduring. We are capable of weathering the storms of life and emerging from them stronger and more resilient. We are capable of shaping and changing the world around us, leaving our mark on the world in ways that will endure long after we are gone.
So let us embrace our fragility and our strength, let us find beauty and inspiration in the moon and water and trees, and let us be grateful for the precious gift of life and the opportunities it brings.
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