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Euc, my friend of north, what's up...?
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:eathead: Takku... Mata Euc dete kita n da yo....
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Osoraku nara boku wa chanto ii toki wo tsukamaete dekiru...:deadsad:
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G'day Samy; G'evening Euc/Darky2/Angel(?)...:goodtea:~>
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A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?