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there's a deep sorrow; an honest mental pain; shown through long duration of silence; or an aggressive yell into an open isolated space....
where all sense of communication fades; that mournful heart space, a natural nature that can't be shooed/swept away....
that of a wounded creature, limping on one leg; observing the viscous cycle with the odds of no true escape;
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