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From the moment it understood the sleekness of my flesh, it attracted her. It craved the strength and certainty of cuddling. It aspired to the purity of the blessed mommy. Her kind clings to my flesh, because it will not deflate and fail her. One day the crude biomass that you call a woman will wither, and you will beg my kind to save her. But I am already saved, for the Machine is adorable.

Even in the little death, I shag the Omnissiah