“Beam me up, Scotty”
No Treats for me down here on earth.
That skull - shaped asteroid is too far from here to see.
Go to Sleep, Darlings... “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields It covers them snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to Sleep, Darlings, till the summer comes again.” Lewis Carroll
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