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mortal as I was - Threshold — LiveJournal
...she walked in through the out door.
mortal as I was
And what am I hanging around for /
riddled with what his silence said?
Anne Sexton, Lessons in Hunger

Silence feels like a dead end.
Like a door closed without a sound.
Like the stifled scream of a tell-tale heart.

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