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Apr 06, 2005 00:06

full is not heavy as empty

i do not exist.

quite literally.

no one knows me. no one cares for me. no one notices my anguishes. no one asks. no one listens. no one loves.

every day i carry the weight of astounding beauties , overwhelming tragedies

with nowhere to put them.

there has never been anything here but me , slowly slowly dying , consumed by silence.

herenow, winter

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