Let’s step out into some random fluky empty bus
and in a hurry head up to space, landing on the moon,
Building up our own seasonal dispatch that will sail overseas.
Let’s lock us up in one giant crystal bubble without any air or
even a single spare space which will blurred our vision ’till blindness
enhancing our sense of touch;
it is all that
we have

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