Listen!
GUIDE FROM THE PERPLEXED this is to let you know there is at least one person in here frightened drawn out in ecstasy loved wet loved dry heartbroken enraged sick all day trying not to think and thinking all night helpless with anticipation privileged to another's body shaking in his own capable of anything and trying not to helpless foolish striking back lying down standing up at peace at last or maybe just exhausted strain of muscles ache of eye the hunger need and escape from it last one left the others gone beyond recovery and no object will console no lamb bleats soft enough not to startle any in this wrecked home to all who can make do make up
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