The stars were talking last night?"
"Did you not also hear them?"
"The neighbor's evening racket is what.
Gosh! Darn! They keep on doing it
Every damn night!"
"So you did hear."
"Hear? That's our neighbor's noise
I keep on hearing
And then the supposedly peaceful calm
We're supposed to deserve after
Everyday of hard work earned us nothing
But the opposite.
Everythings' just loud,
I hate it."
"Oh! Don't that."
"Why? Don't I at least deserve
Peace and quiet after a long day of..
Oh! How cruel this life is."
"Even your voiced complaints too,
it's the sound of the stars.
They're speaking:
The stars;
The clouds;
Everything."
"What?"
"The voiceless will speak
with a language only those
who wants to hear could understand."
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