am i an angel, even if i am artificial? is my love real if i am made of machine? my veins are cords attached to my rotting heart. my love is expressed in ones and zeros, making their way to you.

... within a future distant, there lie angels trapped within the confines of cement walls, forced to sing songs of greed and broken dreams.

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