.No Stations receiving my s.o.s.
The signal's buried in this concrete graveyard.
Antennas and radars sending beams
to our brain cells so receptive,
yet so fragile.
Manufactured replicants.
They haunt and surround us,
but I don't have an operator's manual.
Like vampires.
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