Sunday, October 30, 2011


These are powerful words, and I’m writing them. I can’t think of anything else to write. The words are my tears that flow from my eyes as they are channeled through my mind, to my wrists and then to my fingertips. They chant and they sing and they whistle sweetly and mournfully, quite like the whistles of the trains I no longer hear.

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