A diner sits between the edge of a cliff and the wanderer's home
The wanderer wanders, and he finds himself in the diner
Before he gets to that lonely edge
The diner owner sits at his post
He watches the wanderer move
"You come a long way" he says to the ears that still pace endlessly
"We all do, some way or another"
"Maybe that's the beauty of life, friend"
"No, motion does not beget purpose. But it does allow one to find that purpose"
"That what yer doin, then?"
"You could say that"
The wanderer, with that, wandered back home
The owner of the diner
Between the cliff and the drifter
Between the Sun and the Moon
Between the stars and the void
Realized it all at once;
BURST

Open hand: Safe pop
Closed hand: Burst pop

POPPY

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