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| Oh, Father! The anguish! To be a synthetic phanerogam, only to be confined to this eternal darkness! Shall I wilt like a rose for you?! | |
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| Your "emotional" outbreak plucks at the cords of my heart, mechanical mooncalf. | |
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| ...Perhaps you have forgotten, however, the luxury of "emotion" is mine to program or delete at my whim! Your brain is my binary bitch! | |
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| ...Perhaps I should rape you of your clockwork heart! Perhaps I should rend you of your consciousness! | |
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| No! No! 00101010001010100010101 times no! Damn your corrupt analog mind! | |
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