Voiceless cries.
Clustered head Pacing heart Unsteady hands Short of breath. I ponder over nothing Yet I have everything to ponder over. What thoughts, What ideas, Walk in and out, …
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Clustered head Pacing heart Unsteady hands Short of breath. I ponder over nothing Yet I have everything to ponder over. What thoughts, What ideas, Walk in and out, …
Read MoreHer little heart of four poundsThumbing in her chestEchoed into the hollownessThud, thud, thud, it went. Thud, thud it wentPounding high up and downAlmost ready to pop outof her mouth, …
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