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By Jane Rain Date: 2015 Jul 08 Comment on this Work [[2015.07.08.19.24.6179]] |
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We read each other's works. Works that are about each other. We compliment each other's works, but we never say what's begging to be said. He writes such attractive things which get my attention and cause me to feel again. What does he want? What is he waiting for? I fear the same impending doom that I've felt so many times before, yet I let it happen. It's the "train wreck" thing where you kno there will be carnage, but you just can't turn away. |