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Aug 2013
i am a
machine
not in appearance;
i am not
a jumble of wires and cogs,
but, in spirit
for i measure everything out
to the soft, rhythmic ticks
of my unfeeling
heart
Jessica Saunders
Written by
Jessica Saunders
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