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I am an outcast from the heavens and the stars A molded biological being caught between a war A sattire of flesh and bone held together by centrifical force A wonder from the book of nature but strayed way of course I am nothing more than a spec of dust carried by the wind A humbled embodied spirit screaming deep within Lost in a world of madness where insanity has no cage Frost cold and sadness caught in a riptide of rage Scorched memories "my life" just a faded illusion Artificial consciousness one of lifes great infusions