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By misunderstood Date: 2003 Jun 09 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.09.14.43.18167]] |
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It is a quiet cry, yet still so crippling that it etches its way into your being. You hear it every single day. It keeps you from your sleep, makes you restless throughout the night, and wakes you in the morning. That small and subtle feeling that something is always near, whispering breathlessly, into your ear. You stop and listen, hoping for voice recognition, the smell of familiar cologne, or possibly even a heart beating. Nothing answers, but you just know... |