You can hear the bones humming

[sovay]

How did we know we were human? We made music and devoured our own. The juniper tree's roots run deep. I am waiting for the flute that, blown, cries out in the voice of an ancient child.

There is salt on Enceladus.

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[sovay]

Do you feel a poem stirring in there?

Yes, but I don't know if I can write it . . . You should feel free to try.