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You see motion surroundingyou like you're in the eye of a hurricane stillness becomes your friend when you want to disappear No one will speak to you, or seemingly notice you. You stoically put up with it when you really want to be seen. You hide and you cower behind your frozen facade, but you yearn for more you whisper to yourself "notice me, please." You want to stand out in the open air, and show yourself, but its too late you are already alone.
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 12:44 PM UTC
The Art of Vulnerability
You see motion surroundingyou like you're in the eye of a hurricane stillness becomes your friend when you want to disappear No one will speak to you, or seemingly notice you. You stoically put up with it when you really want to be seen. You hide and you cower behind your frozen facade, but you yearn for more you whisper to yourself "notice me, please." You want to stand out in the open air, and show yourself, but its too late you are already alone.
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 12:44 PM UTC
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