"Smoke, Smoke in air... don't be afraid to care... Look around, choose your own ground" (fusing Smoke in 'Breathe' by Pink Floyd).
Time has come for the rabbit to run. His alma mater gave him a spade, he must start digging. Digging deep. For there is carrot to reap.
But that is not enough; there are too many rabbits to the carrot.
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