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Robots and souls alike
by t. wagner

Let me give away the ending,
Even the recordings of our memories
can't last

Planned obsolescence
once a curse word spoken about freezers,
means something different, when applied to people

people we care about
the ones who slide into our orbits then
become part of our days and dreams

Then they are gone
or break down, or both, reminding us again
about the absurdity of the word warranty


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