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Nov 2020
Can you listen,
pay attention
to the distance
the desire of things
and the need
to be freed,

when you hear it,
and can bare it,
be enveloped,
but not drowned
by the lack of sound,

tell the story
in all of its
gory glory,
feeling a fraction
of your former reaction,
but not letting
past pains
rule your brain?

Your story will
end the same
way it began,
and you can sing,

β€œOnce upon a time,
I gave up what was
once on my mind.”
Written by
Graff1980  40/M/Litchfield Illinois
(40/M/Litchfield Illinois)   
       Fawn, Hannah Lei and Graff1980
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