Barracuda worms, space fish...
Jamming the pipes...
In for repairs...
It was a pretty planet.
But I wouldn't have stopped here.
Not on my own...
Too many pilgrims.
Too many prayers...
Forever unanswered.
Mucking up the works...
Obscuring the forest...
For the trees.
But out in the wilds, there is one here who knows...
That today, this moment, is all that one has...
And all the rest is rubbish.
In a word:
QUACK!
And with that, I must go.
For that's all the crumbs I have on this day...
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