METAL QUIRK-SHOT
Well, the world makes its noise
and no one listens. The distant
hiss of stars at night can be heard,
if you try hard enough, and get to
somewhere good enough to see
them. It's a wondrous thing. No
one talks about the background
noise. I go to wander; and just
walk off, amazed at all things.
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