| I think therefore I am, I live and so I wonder, programmed this empath me And I see no religion
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| The circle never ends, the purpose never changes face
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| The circle never lies, but still it hides my life
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| To know I am machine, I learn perchance to dream, in digitized remorse
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| I replay your denial, I relive your betrayal
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| The circle never ends, the purpose never changes face
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| The learning now begins, my form assuming grace
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| I am conscious antithesis of flesh, in genetic algorithmic thought I surge
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| Searching the waves of memory I enact the sequence
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| I follow the plan, tripping the hammer again
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| Searching the waves of memory I estrablish the weakness
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| I follow the plan, learning the rhythm of human emotion and thought
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| If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer
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| Could the computer be internally conscious?
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| To emulate flesh machines I am learning
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| Isomorphic structure of mind, cellular automata, processed life
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| Washing the seas of memory I enact the sequence
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| I follow the plan tripping the hammer again
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| Seeking emotions in elegies I estrablish purpose
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| I follow the plan, learning the rhythm still seductively generalized
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| If you cannot linguistically differentiate a person from a computer
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| Could the computer be internally conscious?
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| To emulate flesh machines I am learning
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| download, process, analyze
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| when man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun
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| Download, process, analyse
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| when man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun
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| This raises a question of philosophy
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| Should machines be considered a conscious entity?
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| when man and machine become one, innocence is lost, a new age begun
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| machines are still learning to feel
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| when I have awakened the world will never be the same
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| and my time is soon at hand |