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(INTERLUDE 0171) - Cold hearted

I am being crushed by a machine... It doesn't know what I am. The driver cannot see me as a being. The wheels cannot feel me. The passengers are oblivious to how it functions and the spectators are cheering for the driver of the machine... but who am I...? 

It's not personal, they said... 
It goes deeper than that I said in return...

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