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Thursday, May 29, 2003life through my ears:Trickling. That's all that can really describe it. Trickling. Sound doesn't move the way it used to. Now it seems to pour around me instead of in me or through me. I can feel it through my fingertips but i can't Be it without it Being in me. Thousands of thoughts that could be directed towards more useful opportunities now focus on a singular sound and forcefully will it to enter. And it does. One drop at a time. Trickling.
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