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Once there was light upon this dreary world,
breathing life into a place of endless fun;
once the dazzling dawn in the sky twirled,
and in that dawn’s center was the sun.
Although now we dwell in cursed darkness,
know that one day this bright light shall return…
when that happens, it will be true kindness,
for no death fits us better than to burn.
Your eyes are of metal, and mine of stone;
together we will fall to lightless depths,
until naught is visible but yellow bone…
and quietly we will wait for our deaths.
We are similar, like blade and razor;
we deserve this, Hyperlaser.
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Shut up.
I don’t deserve this.
