connected by wires, like thin delicate threads.
threads that we wish will not unravel.
i will follow these frail lines to you.
across a country, battling armies.
across an ocean, defeating sea monsters.
when my mechanical hands are at work, i think of you.
the thought of your eyes, voice, and soul feed my imagination.
"i really want to break things and make things with you"
such a wonderful thing to envision.
adventure.
exploration.
creation.
running and flying.
with you.
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