so the dust has settled and this ash can no longer kindle a flame. it has been many months since i have felt that strain on my throat, that dryness, that sting of a conversation that cuts into the night and into my heart. my words have lost their edge, their sharp syllables and maurdered meanings, but are again soft, simple, and soothing to those
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