strangers zeroworld
The bitter boasts and condescension, and all manner of manipulation too to match... only that was what hung (and how) between the radios and us. The empires that ravaged, sick, and from the H I G H E S T points to heaven we looked down - what did we see but the sprawl of it. Yet in all that we heard sounds that you could not; the cries from animals drowned out beneath car horns.
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  • radio static, ceaseless and not without signal.
  • mute interference.
  • senseless disbelief.