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With his last breath the old man said «Take me… home»
His creation: the robots, saw him expire.
They kept a guard everyday
Watching and mourning him
A thousand years passed by
Even long after the sun went dark
They kept guard
Finally they created a ship to go back to Earth
To let him rest amongst the last plants
They continued their journey heavier than when they started .

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