“It doesn’t matter if anyone else understands. You do, and that’s all that matters to me.” The words stir my mind; a mind transfixed on silence. Only the refrigerator’s hum fills the still as I’m thinking… What would it be like if I were alone, every evening, in an endless string of solitudes? Silence, the womb …
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