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Simple message. One spoken before.Different meaning. Same words. Different speaker.Audience changes, and so do the insights.Same words. Seeing the res..
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A creek of the door, click of the lock, and doubt surrounds you.Memories unfocused, startled in the moment.Sleep.Tomorrow, start again.Memories, soon ..
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Still, you try to hide.Eyes glowing in the daylight, and you put on the shades.You want to be seen, yet you step back.Step forward.Just for a moment.O..
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Not because it is expected.To do the predictable. Something which defies my nature.Except one.A grin on a grim cold night.A joke when weariness sets i..
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With barely a sound, a simple breath before taking a step.A walk,a write, a momentary relaxation.Time to let the guard down,time to be alone, time oth..
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We'll be right back.
Let me look at you.
Never again.
Never again.
Walk.
Walk away.
Don't shed a tear.
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The book...
Now,
the explanations will be longer.
Uncle Tom,
with our brother,
the Brotherman.
The nephew,
older than the uncle,..
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I can't create them.
The notion is absurd.
The telling of a tale,
I am hesitant to say,
is simple.
To draw others in,
and they see ..
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A hollow sight.
The scent of desolation,
companion with the empty look,
and words will not be enough.
Tonight,
I will sit beside you,..
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how can i say it
was not with the flow
did not blend with the silence
words contrived
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