ITT we present our gratitude to the meat machine.
When I was down and I lacked willpower the meat machine refused to yeld. a hundred times I fell, 101 times the meat machine got me back on my feet.
Whenever a virus invaded my body, tha meat machine fight back. I will get 39,5ºC and endure.
when I was in trouble and I could feel my heart on my throat, pumping blood to the last corner of my body so I would fight or run.
When She loved me, and I made her body tremble and rested in her arms.
and now, as I get older and I feel the weight of my years and my sins, now that I can feel the limits of the meat machine closer, and yet, whenever I feel like I can't keep going, the meat machine just sits idle, resting, waiting, silently saying: ready when you are.
Thank you meat machine.