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Through The Glass Darkly

First snow

Sometimes she worried that someone would hear all those mutterings and mumblings she mumbled and muttered to herself

Knowing they were growing louder and louder

Somehow she couldn’t stop herself

And one day she just screamed…

But, it was okay

Because,

nobody was listening

and no one listens to them

_________

*For Emily Dickinson

 

 

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