child: momma. why is the earth so quiet?
mom: what are you talking about, dear?
child: sometimes, it rumbles and roars. and the other times, it's so still. i'm afraid it's dead.
mom: the earth is already dead.
child: if it's dead, how can it whisper to me at night?
mom: and what does the earth tell you, dear?
child: it tells me about my future.
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