October 7, 2015


Somedays it's nice to be an afterthought. Blending into the scenery I observe in solemn silence the world around. Composed of us, we reflect. Breathing in the moment, fighting off tears of joy and pain that cut like a razor blade. To avoid being annihilated to shreds, I hide in this quiet place. Surrounded by strangers, I feel safe. The cuckoo birds will not bother me today.


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