Cog

I am a machine. Fuel me up and I go. Keep working. Harder. Faster. At the end of the day this machine is exhausted. Sleep mode. Wake up. Fuel. Oil those rusted parts. Maintain. I am a machine. Program me and I’ll do it. Compensate me well and watch me go. Hi-octane fuel never felt so good. I am a machine. I need the fuel. I have multitudes of programs stored in databases deep within the recesses of my brain. Hundreds of files faded by the erosion of time. Fuel additives help this machine run more smoothly. I feel like a machine. I am a machine.

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