𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑
𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔
𝐿𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝑆𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠
𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒
𝐼𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
𝑁𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒
'𝑁𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑜 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑝
𝐼 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑝
𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤
𝑇𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒
𝑃𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔
𝑃𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔
𝑃𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑
𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒
"𝐹𝑜𝑜𝑙𝑠", 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝐼, "𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑆𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠
𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢" 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠, 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑒𝑑
𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒
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And the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway...View all Conversations