I don't quite know how to put your silence into words.
It's like grasping at the tiny molecules of dust
as they float like ghosts of words never said and things never done.
You would know those ghosts,
wouldn't you?
But you'd refuse to acknowledge them in the daylight hours,
the hours when it is acceptable to...
It's like grasping at the tiny molecules of dust
as they float like ghosts of words never said and things never done.
You would know those ghosts,
wouldn't you?
But you'd refuse to acknowledge them in the daylight hours,
the hours when it is acceptable to...
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