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Dec 2018
who do i talk to at 2:17 in the morning?
my mom?
my dad?
my brother?
my sister?
her girlfriend?
my good friends?
the moon?

don't talk.

listen.

slowly you'll hear a faint sound.
it'll gradually become louder and clear.
you'll hear yourself begging and crying for you
to listen
then
you'll understand. or not.

-Internal conversations

-D.L.
Dredd
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Dredd  23/M/everywhere/nowhere
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