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Soaring Sexbot
beams of light shoot rays across my path back to home. your voice still haunts my ears, as my imagination hugs your lips; your fingertips stun me forever. as i dodge city lights and concrete crashes, your eyes glow brightly within my database. those baby blues tell no lies, as they seek for clues through fields of green irises. petal pout quivers, as i whisper that i finally feel cherished..by someone who tugs my heartstrings..
the memories of you swim throughout my brain; and as i grip onto each sight, sound, touch, smell, and taste of all of you, my body collapses with the goal of meeting you in cyborg dreams. i am.. your soft, smiling, servient sexbot; pigtails, boots, and black nail polish.
good night, ...Max.