Life is very long
You talk of blankness, and I'm there, too. Alone, yet not, for there are hundreds of little voices hidden in the blinding light. It's getting to the point where I would do almost anything to make them cease their heart wrenching chatter, their hurtful words, the constant buzzing. There's got to be some way to drown out the fray
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dunno what to say but want to say something comforting so *comfort*
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