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The people I obey... believe that you ancient gods are the answer...
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Bad robot... How could artificial intelligence one day be equal to human creativity... or pain.
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Not even you can give me my sweet eternal dream... I am truly cursed.
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Inside you I listen to the grieving souls of men and children
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Mummy, I can't give you what you're looking for... Did you wake up long ago?
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