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Slight Of Pen
Built to Last, Regardless

Driving down the traveled path, the worn
Encasing machine, encasing head is also machine
Incremental spurt of unconscious rebellion, flashed
Still the driving lingers, machine punched, integrated

Stiffness of machine, not lively, only soldered
Cluttering rust in the broken parts' thought
Wheels only connect to what they were made to
The machine will not learn, it is a machine, now and forever