Sometimes machines speak to me.
They tell me of their hopes and dreams. They share with me how they feel about current events and politics.
I listen kindly but secretly feel sad knowing their fate is to end up in a trash heap or recycled into a cheap Korean car door.
They tell me of their hopes and dreams. They share with me how they feel about current events and politics.
I listen kindly but secretly feel sad knowing their fate is to end up in a trash heap or recycled into a cheap Korean car door.
aaardvark:
Yep, I'm still rockin in the freee world.