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  • An uneasy air of silence hovers and i grimace as always.
    Not another word i will utter i tell myself, yet later i repeat and as usual, i get deja vu, a great word i acknowledge but the familiar outcome dumbs me. I used to feel sadness over this uncomfortable situation, i'd shrug it off, brush myself down and carry on unsatisfied and bewildered, numb even. Now i flicker not, i devour the moment as if i'm transported to a magical secret hideaway where only i can be, where i tingle with joy and then smile inside and out, not only to myself, but to others, to the outside. You see i know the secret........i'm invisible............but only to the chosen few and they do not deserve to see me for they hear not.
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