Archive for September, 2013

We all spend our lives in the hopes

Of finding someone

Who can decipher what it means to be us


As if

Knowing could ever replace being


These masks that we wear

The burdens that we carry

The losses we have seen


These are not souvenirs

Not a language to be translated



And yet

In every heart lingers the need

To be known

To be loved

For whatever that is worth.

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