Title: Optional

Text: Painful though it may be, it seems that all we can do now - as so often in our dull blinkered lives below a microcosm of horror and beauty - is wait. Wait and hope, and know that our hopes are immaterial and powerless, and our wishes will go unheard by the indifferent multitude of stars, if indeed they (the stars) are even real. Each paragraph will be a test.

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