We interrupt your day with a test, a test of the Emergency Broadcast System.
John, can you see me, right now?
Yes — I'm the light, and all it shines on.
Can you hear me?
Yep — every single sound, and the silence, too.
Can you feel me? Right now? In the air on your skin, under your feet, and in the palms of your hands? The tug at your heart, the rhythm it keeps, and the blood in your veins?
Right. Now, next time you have cause for alarm, see me. Next time you need absolutely anything, listen to me. And next time you feel all alone, remember you're not.
Until tomorrow, The Universe |
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| Oh, John, those were my butterfly kisses. |
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