I live for myself, not for this handicapped robots
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"i live for myself, not for the System or any of this handicapped robots"-this is the full title
verdorben und gescheitert am System sitze ich auf dem Dach meiner Schule, ich sitze an der Kante und genieße die Luft, wie ich die Nacht doch liebe...ob ich auch einer dieser Sterne werde sobald die Sonne aufgegangen ist? Ich seufzte und nahm mir die erste Tablettenpackung und packte meine kleinen Erlöser aus, in ein paar Minuten kann mich dieses System nicht mehr steuern, nicht mehr kontrollieren...dann bin ich frei...bin ich nur durch den Tod frei?
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