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Post by anna3 on Sept 18, 2006 11:56:36 GMT -6
I still look for you I miss you all the time Listening with attention in the silence One's small sadness And sweet joys I'm a reflection The events of a day and night To stand up again Before the wall Silent loneliness Closed somewhere There , in the centre Of my being Deaf to words An insecure nobody Wanting nothing Abstract from the world Perfect and beautiful In one's hopes On self annihilation.
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Post by DavidMc on Sept 18, 2006 14:00:51 GMT -6
You articulate the vulnerabiliy of the heart so well here Anna.
These words struck deep. Very impressive.
David
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Post by anirbas on Sept 19, 2006 19:06:03 GMT -6
I agree with David...Very impressive, Anna...Got more? Nir.
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