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Silent Night
10:17 Mar 01 2006
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and here I sit again.. alone.

alone in the darkness, where only the humming of machines dare whisper into the embers of the deep night.



I am a machine.



A machine that has been long neglected. My whirring replaced by squeaks of pain, they cry louder and louder for someone to hear. I cry out for an oil can, a drop of alcohol, a friend. Anything that will accompany me throughout the long night and make my desolate hours of labour all the more bearable.



It seems I have no company, so I cry louder... a high pitched steady tone, like a transformer on the brink of disexistance. The louder I cry, the further away civilization creeps... as if life steps backwards to stay out of range of my tattered worn hands... as if I were a plague - to be avoided at all costs.



and soon, I am silenced.



By what, remains to be seen.