• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 09
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Year 3000 Me

In the year 3000 we've all been upgraded to just tubes and wires with a bag of emotions, brain and a smile. Oh, but watch out now you know we've been warned to "Never trust and big butt and a smile." That song still rocks when I hear it. Souls? What are souls? Do any of us still have one? Still searching for the right too be called "human". Why? Where has that gotten us?

The year 3000 me. She is fly... Never actually got her wish to fly. To soar above the broken dreams and promises instead grounded by red and green wires that are now my interior and exterior but baby, look how I shine.