I am robot, you are mangos.
Even if you wanted it that bad, that much...


...you would get nothing out of me.

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Yet even I have my own turmoils, you see.
Even I crave that which seems out of my reach.

So even though your so far away, enough that I can't even see your face...

or hear your voice...
or look you in the eye...
or even sit in the same room...

...we are tied to the same machine, the same fucking machine.