I still have all the signs of life.
I breath, I have a heartbeat, I am warm to the touch.
But when I think, I don't think like a human would.
It is more like a reptile,
I need to eat. I need to find shelter. I need to bask in the Sun.
I exist, but for nothing at all.
I am here, because someone made me be here.
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