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Is anyone there?
Can anyone hear me
over mass moans of misery
through foggy uncertainty
on the other side of sanity?
Can anyone see me
in the shadow of indifference
through pollution's haze
on the shore of scorned sincerity?
Can anyone know me
enough to understand why I'm crying
through the shields to my core
on the same level as me?
over mass moans of misery
through foggy uncertainty
on the other side of sanity?
Can anyone see me
in the shadow of indifference
through pollution's haze
on the shore of scorned sincerity?
Can anyone know me
enough to understand why I'm crying
through the shields to my core
on the same level as me?
Published 22nd Jul 2022
Author's Note
sometimes, the pain of the world is so vast my own voice is lost in the sea
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22nd Jul 2022 7:36am
There is almost certainly someone somewhere who can relate, but you may have to blow the foghorn for awhile before you hear something.
And it is a pity how sincerity takes such a beating.
And it is a pity how sincerity takes such a beating.
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- Edited 7th Sep 2022 7:45pm
22nd Jul 2022 8:15am
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22nd Jul 2022 9:43am
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There are a lot of ears in DUP, and some for sure heard you. As I did.
Frustration at the chaos on this blue marble. What can you do when it feels like all you have is a small squirt gun to try to stop an approaching ocean wave, in a storm? But alas, the moon sweeps by drawing the tide back with it. There is hope and all you can do is your best to be a positive contributor.
I felt your passion, pain and frustration in your words, Cera. I hear you and you had something important to say.
Frustration at the chaos on this blue marble. What can you do when it feels like all you have is a small squirt gun to try to stop an approaching ocean wave, in a storm? But alas, the moon sweeps by drawing the tide back with it. There is hope and all you can do is your best to be a positive contributor.
I felt your passion, pain and frustration in your words, Cera. I hear you and you had something important to say.
