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Friday, October 19, 2012

sense

my weakness, a numbness of the heart, one palpatation from no-more, silence, combined is not alive, so, not to feel, nor hear my thoughts, are the only emotions, or senses, left, yet, I reach towards the warmth of the sun, fingers stretched, eyes-wide-open, hoping, to feel again. Sign in to see full entry.

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