PRIVACY

In the dance of the moonlight, your secrets we don't keep,

No tracks in the stardust, no data do we reap.

Apple tracks automatically, a reality we can't sweep,

But unless you reach out and share your name,

Like a comet passing, you'll leave no trace in our frame.

So fear not, dear stargazer, in our cosmic retreat,

Your privacy's assured, in every moonlit beat.