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Hello? Is anyone there? I don't guess there would be. I've asked that 100 times, and 100 times silence answered. I landed on this rock... I can't say how long now. Rations are holding up, but I long for something more. I long to hear a voice someone other than me that speaks back when I say the words 'hello'. I don't need a conversationalist! Just another human being to listen to me. Just so I know that I actually exist. Lately I've been wondering that fact. I think this solitude is starting to eat at me. Do I know I am real? Won't somebody say something? Anything at all. I'm tired of living in an echo chamber, my only response being me. Where is everyone? Why won't they say something? Are they playing some kind of prank? Come out, wherever you're hiding! Just say that you hear me. Say that you understand me. I need someone to listen and say that they care. Ha. Some joke this is. I'll keep on looking then for that someone who can hear me. They must be out there on this hunk of rock. Somewhere.
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 2:49 AM UTC
Mother Moon and the Man from Mars
Hello? Is anyone there? I don't guess there would be. I've asked that 100 times, and 100 times silence answered. I landed on this rock... I can't say how long now. Rations are holding up, but I long for something more. I long to hear a voice someone other than me that speaks back when I say the words 'hello'. I don't need a conversationalist! Just another human being to listen to me. Just so I know that I actually exist. Lately I've been wondering that fact. I think this solitude is starting to eat at me. Do I know I am real? Won't somebody say something? Anything at all. I'm tired of living in an echo chamber, my only response being me. Where is everyone? Why won't they say something? Are they playing some kind of prank? Come out, wherever you're hiding! Just say that you hear me. Say that you understand me. I need someone to listen and say that they care. Ha. Some joke this is. I'll keep on looking then for that someone who can hear me. They must be out there on this hunk of rock. Somewhere.
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North Carolina
Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 2:49 AM UTC
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