Somewhere a compressor
Alternated grinding
Higher and lower pitched
Rotating engine sounds,
Maybe the grocery
Refrigerating food
All night long. Making them
Cold again, not just cold,
But refrigerated.
The world was ending, was
More advanced than ever,
Was nothing anyone
Said, as everyone knew
But continued saying
Opinions anyway,
Alternately grinding
Brighter and darker pitched
Rotating engine sounds.
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