ADDRESSING YOU if you are staring at me and I feel I ought or ought not be ashamed and your faces turn blank to help me in case I should say what is best kept silent and the silence between words is a great book of empty pages you can write yourself on it is our turn to live and make something of our surroundings what the others left behind and what has never been touched like the simple stones I collect the ones that are not special or in any way striking small enough to ignore or hold in my palm like a selection of eyes with nothing beautiful about them except their watching
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