The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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In which I quote no one and others.

The sound of steam escaping.

Not quite a whistle; not quite a scream.

The sound of what it's like to be stifled; screaming at the top of your lungs so no one can hear you.

"I'm losing ground; you're losing sound.
And somewhere a dragonfly descends with just a whisper: I'm lonelier than God."
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