It isn't easy...
remembering the promises.
All the what ifs, the maybes.
Pulling in the sometimes;
It can all become a bit hazy...
& destruction comes
If from my tongue
Rolls an "I forgot"
For in my skull
there not take note
A teeny-tiny robot.
There be a brain,
a mind of mine.
& yes,
It may have flaw.
But that does not push truth
That all this youth
May grind & gnaw & caw.
We care for you so,
& this, you may know,
to keep in your pocket forever;
We try our best, give us a rest,
& we shall together
conquer every endeavor.
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