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Jan 2012
You cannot phase me.
stone cold eyes with built in wire.
You cannot touch me
My circuitry makes it so.
You cannot aide me like a wounded crow.
Everything human requires sense.
for me,it's a pretense
A simple system of defense
Another chromatic character
gathering dust of another layer.
I just watched Bicentennial man. again.
Z Atari
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Z Atari  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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