Phones. Just another electornic device. Just another wasteful product in this world. We are all waste products of other life forms, floating around the nebula, crashing into the stars. We dont notice, but sometimes when i'm lucky i get to see the things other people cant see. Voices calling me and mere images of creatures from my imaginary mind.
Space. What a wonderful place where billions of unknown lifeforms lurk slowly creeping out to get us. Creeping to get me.
But for all i know, i could just be a dream.
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