Woe is you,

a being with no mind of its own. Pity and disdain are the only emotions that

can be expressed towards your kind. Perhaps the greatest sorrow is in discovering these robotic people,

their steel exterior protecting their inner emotions and thoughts from potential damage. Their biggest fear may be existence itself. With life comes disapproval, and after all, disapproval equates to shame

and shame equates to damage. So they conform to each other. They find a common brain to divulge through. Their souls fester

with desire to be freed from the lone body that is societal approval.

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