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Evening outside....hear cars, sounds like their driving trough some water even though I think it's dry outside....haven't looked outside since morning so what do I know.

Times....Times for preparation. Take care you all, and have a nice day of reflection and thought.
 

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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?