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Oct 2018
It’s in the silence
And between the laughs.
It’s right before bed
And when you’re waiting somewhere.
When you’re tired, hungry, or bored...
It creeps into the
Minutes,
Seconds,
Moments...
That you’re not distracted.
And most of all,
It comes when you’re alone.
(It’s right here.)
When something hurts, it’s easy to distract yourself. But when silence and loneliness set in, it’s a grave battle.
julianna
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