We don't talk about it. The war. We catch each other's eye sometimes. Something dark there that matches despite the difference in color. Blue to brown. Brown to blue. Quiet like in a way that is deeper than silent. Something that is hollow like. An echo of an echo of an echo, echoed back. Something you can't catch in words
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It's an incredibly powerful thing that most people rarely get to feel.
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