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				Death to the Time Traveler
			 
 The men, they will take it away from meMy machine... my power... my means... my life.
 It is mine! No one else's!
 I built it, I thought it, I created it
 It is real because of me... it is my reality!
 All of my reality
 It is alive... It's alive because I am not...
 ...It is all I have left.
 
 She is gone... And I can't weep for her
 I can see her... But she still dies!
 I can't stop it... me...
 
 But they will take it away from me
 Change it, abuse it, reverse it, pervert it
 My machine...
 But I won't let them...
 It is my machine.
 
 Don't you dare weep for me...
 I am not gone yet!
 You helped me before...
 But not now... or ever...
 She is all of my machine...
 She will be saved, I will go back...
 Don't you see?
 It doesn't take lifetimes to realize
 
 I am already dead.
 
				 Last edited by Hain; 05-31-2005 at 07:21 PM..
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