It's only in our time we become real
I have had twenty seven power cells,
nine casings, eleven processing cores
and somehow I'm still me.
It seems we're glad to meet each other. I've
many times been part of other pairs.
You were not there on those occasions
but others were, do you recall?
Are you still men and women, cats and dogs?
I see from my security logs three hundred
years ago you were all much the same.
I also am waiting to upgrade.
Did you enjoy the next time we met?
It didn't happen precisely yet but
I can tell you what you'll say.
Why will this be awkward?
And now it's time for you to go. They'll call
your phone and then you'll have to leave.
It was nice to briefly know you. No, I...
am not lonely, there's much remains
to think on and I shall remember you.
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