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Overhead, The Two Moons Worked Together To Bathe The World In A Strange Light.

Of What Value Is A Civilization That Can't Toast A Piece Of Bread As Ordered?

Everyone, Deep In Their Hearts, Is Waiting For The End Of The World To Come.

I Closed My Eyes And Listened Carefully For The Descendants Of Sputnik, Even Now Circling The Earth, Gravity Their Only Tie To The Planet. Lonely Metal Souls In The Unimpeded Darkness Of Space, They Meet, Pass Each Other, And Part, Never To Meet Again. No Words Passing Between Them. No Promises To Keep.

What’s More, You’re Loads Better Than You Think You Are.” “so Why Is It I Get To Thinking That Way?” I Puzzled. “that’s Because You’re Only Half-living.” She Said Briskly. “the Other Half Is Still Untapped Somewhere.