i survive through a sound. a pulse, a beat, an energy. the sound is an expression. the sound is a release. but sometimes, sometimes its not enough. and right now its not enough. its not enough. i dream robotic so i don't feel anything. its in the routine and the repetition emotionless and thoughtless. i don't feel anything. there's a strength in the audio. there's a hope in love. there's a warmth in the audio. there is a soul. there is a soul. i dream robotic, cold and thoughtless, so i don't feel anything.(without the sound i am breakable).
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