Photobucket ?: the joy of not knowing

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call the deep wind and marvel at its presence
within hear the longing
embrace the calmness
indulge in the liberty
speak and you can be heard.

Monday, July 25

the joy of not knowing

The lights are turned on..
Sound is everywhere.
But it is only you that I see, that I hear, that I feel.
It just doesn't add up anymore.

I stepped outside your world.
And you didn't even bother to call me back.
But now that I'm back,
It isn't quite the same.

You laugh and I wish your voice magically stopped.
You look at me and I wish your eyes would feel
Feel me. Feel what my eyes are trying to tell you.
You do not know. You do not know anything.

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