A Voicemail

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You have one unread message.

Hello,
It's brain speaking.
I know, you and I don't get along well.
And I am terrible sorry for the inconveniences I've caused.
It's just what I am supposed to do,
Even if it hurts you and the heart.
It's how I was built.
I have to play these memories in hopes you'd see the mistakes and learn from them,
If not,
I have to wire you to make the mistake again.
I know you hate me,
I would hate me too.
But such is life,
If you can't deal with it,
I have to make sure you do so.
Because it's my job and even if it hurts you to the brink of going insane,
I have to go according to protocol.
Again,
I'm sorry for the inconveniences I have caused and am about to cause.

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