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And now each night, I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when the stars won't come to be counted, I count the holes they leave.

Amiri Baraka, “Preface to a Twenty Volume SuICIDe Note”
And now each night, I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when the stars won't come to be counted, I count the holes they leave.