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I put together in a factoryMy waste is premeditated, and my behavior is predictableBut the materials from which I am made are not as predictableI find mind self out of alignmentdrifting further from the safe placeI seethe structure beneath the chaosThe world I live in was constructedIf worlds can be constructed why not make my own
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