The Future Looks Fresh
The apprentice must learn to sacrifice,
whether life or death, the roll of the dice.
The perfection states it is to feel pain,
just like the dry earth, must receive the rain.
Existence is hard you will find out too,
just like when the sky, found out it was blue.
The people look for something that they trust,
a new android friend, and one that won't rust.
The future looks fresh and its almost here,
you won't recognize yourself in the mirror!
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