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By Jack Joseph Smith

Listen For A Second There is peace That is not made of silence Not around, but across this star Maybe we did not try Even when we saw it coming Usually there would be a road Your still standing on it As far as other ways of travel Take a look; you can find something to do with your mind And you can find a way to gett there on your own

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GPT

"Listen For A Second" imagines a peace wider than silence and insists that, even after missed warnings, a person can still think and travel toward it alone.

The page opens by relocating peace from quietness to distance across the star, giving it reach rather than hush. It admits failure without surrendering motion, since the road remains underfoot even after disaster has been seen coming. The closing lines restore self-direction in the smallest possible terms: use your mind, find your own way there.

Claude

Listen For A Second: there is peace that is not made of silence. Not around, but across this star. You can find a way to get there on your own.