What do we do? Quote the Words of another. Thank you Colin Meloy.
It was a cold night
And the snow lay low
There's a swallow, there's a calm
Here's a hand to lay on your open palm today
And under the boughs unbowed
All clothed in a snowy shroud
All out beyond horizon
A grey sky, a bitter sting
And all the stars were crashing 'round
As I laid eyes on what I'd found
"Oh, adhere to me for we are bound by symmetry
And whatever differences our lives have been
We together make a limb"
Here we lie waiting for something to startle
To shake us from gravity's pull
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