[ A small Noibat appears on screen. With great effort, she drags the ballpoint pen clutched in her tiny wing-claws over a piece of hotel paper, as though it were a calligraphy brush. Words are formed: ]
the lonely poet writes his verses in the sand -- are you listening?
a stranger hearkens: your plea has been heeded, friend can one be of aid?
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[ A small Noibat appears on screen. With great effort, she drags the ballpoint pen clutched in her tiny wing-claws over a piece of hotel paper, as though it were a calligraphy brush. Words are formed: ]
the lonely poet
writes his verses in the sand --
are you listening?
a stranger hearkens:
your plea has been heeded, friend
can one be of aid?