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At the end
I became them
And I led them
After all none of us really qualified as humans
We were just hardworn, automatic
And as hollow as the "o" in god
I reattached my emotions
Cellular narcotic From the top of hollywood
It looked like space
Millions of capsules
The mechanical animals
A city filled with dead stars
A girl I called coma white
This is my omega

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