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By Bridget O Date: 2002 Aug 05 Comment on this Work [[2002.08.05.19.44.27416]] |
| but... i can hear those infinitesimal voices when it's real still at night they tell me to hold on dont worry smile they love my smile. but... i can hear those huge voices when its real loud at night or day they tell me not to listen to give up everything's wrong they hate my smile. but... i can hear my own voice every second not knowing not understanding not comprehending not there but... |