As though it is wax,
Revealing the true nature
Of my Being,
Wait what is this?
This heart runs on power,
And the brain programmed like a computer;
Stripped of the outward layer
My engineering is exposed,
Artificial intelligence!
We are fake! We are fake!
What a discovery!
"This is a robotic interior,"
I exclaimed to myself.
Joy filled my synthetic heart
As I reached for the switch marked "emotions,"
And flipped it off.
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