Most it seems are content to engage in small talk a verbal banter like fighters in a contest dancing around the ring for a prize that for the most part is measured in bruises. Though, if one explores the depths of conversation beyond the fringe areas and past the fences we build around our existence ther lies discoveries that defy the imagination. On one such journey I happened to discover in the tone of your voice the pain of your eyes and felt your hurt in my heart.
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