Sounds, father to son, get us high.
Long time no see makes fab chat.
E' raro, ma accade.
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Back in 1976 the guy in the picture wrote this haiku, obviously in anticipation of this moment:
trees soar through the sky
but no, behind them are birds
it is they that fly.
(A haiku is a 17 syllable poem, 5-7-5, expressing a moment of enlightenment or 'satori')
It was written no doubt for this very moment and the anticipation, surely because of a chronosynclastic infundibulum you ended up in while walking Edna.
In a punctual way of speaking, good-bye.
we are now waves in space (and time)
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