There's a story here, I just can't fathom what it is.
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They teach us what other people have already discovered so that we do not have to... but in time, we forget how to discover altogether. We only know how to be taught. Not to think. Not to dream.
Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!