I swear.

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Sometimes I almost think they listen.

What it all means?  I... don't know.  I just notice the dots.

Connect them?  Try.

No... I... don't always understand, their particular, peculiar, meaning.  But I do see the lines, dots, and can... make inferences?  Or... such.  Seems, mostly, like a woman.  They speak a strange dialect of... whatever tongue.  I... like it, though.  I think.  Such strange birds.