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technology~the machine
hunted expressions
I'm searching you human
do you feel anything?
are you numb in there?
is it cold where you are?
in the calculated dawn
we are but a wrinkle in the infinite
I heard your first breath
technology has taken your last
the hour grows late
are you wasted enough not to think?
inside the machine
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