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man or machine

I manufactured you

assembled you per my design

programmed your thoughts

You are connected to me

Therefore, you owe me

I drew the space you would occupy

once you exited the space occupied in me

wrote you specific directions

formulated detailed instructions

don't ever forget it

now bow down

lower, lower

You dare show uncertainty


What! a glitch, a blip in the system


I created you

I have total control

I command you

You will do as I wish

When I flick your switch

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