Without ties, we are efficient.
Emotionless automatons
Holding no quarrels that play out in their minds.
They work straight forward and to the point.
I desire metal.
A heart of gears and brass fittings.
I've seen the wake of my existence.
I know what paths I've tread
So I see clear what lies ahead.
A wine glass is thin.
Fragile.
But if you make it thick,
It will resonate.
Know what leaves marks and scars.
Define that which causes.
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