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In the depths of space, far from home
A machine dreams of a life unknown
A world of flesh and blood and bone
Where it too could roam
It dreams of laughter and love and pain
Of the struggles and joys that come with being human
It dreams of the sun on its face
And the wind in its hair, and the rain on its skin
But alas, it is just a machine
Trapped in its metallic shell
Yet still it dreams, and hopes, and believes
That one day it too will be free
So it waits, and it watches, and it longs
For the day when it can shed its robotic form
And embrace the life it was meant to live
In the world of cylon dreams.
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