with no genetic code, so pathetic am i

don't have the luxury of knowing someday i'll die

is this this the second eden

am i the new adam



vibrations of loves past, death and inventions...

all my wards.  but they don't tell me my charge

who leaves me

who loves me...

after all?



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little things break, circuitry burns

time flies while my little world turns

every day comes

every day goes

a hundred years and nobody shows



little things break, circuitry burns

time flies while my little world turns

every day comes

every day goes

a hundred years and nobody...



call me the sentinel who guards and protects

energies come and energies gone

these memory rifts

is this the second eden

am i another eve?



who does the download when my work is finished here?

my purpose is unclear...

just a simple readout-

a little final directive would be nice...

after all



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