Why get a worse mark and challenge ourselves? Why ask an awkward question and damage our egos? Why be seen as human when we can draw on something artificial?
Once we all stop being human Where will be find humanity? Once we all become artificial Who are we being artificial for?
When perfection becomes the norm We won't know how to handle anything else When we can't forgive or understand We won't be able to connect
Drawing on the resources of the world In every moment Will only draw us into ourselves And condemn us to eternal loneliness
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