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A question reveals itself in your eyes…
Reflections in spirit…
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Words of knowledge, wisdom, advice…
Silly banter…
Unknown effect…
Words of comfort, healing, concern…
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Known is the inability to explore…
It is unreachable…unattainable…
Strengthening allure…
Words like a balm soothe the sadness deep inside the soul…
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A question is asked…
In between the words giving the answer
resides all that is wanted to be said but cannot be…
Unattainable…unreachable…
As it was…
As it must all ways be…
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Everything desperately wanting to be said
must remain unspoken…
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∼ Reconstructing Christina ∼ 