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I never understood how some say silence is golden, all it ever did for me was make me nervous.

You see the mind is a delicate place to wander, if not careful one could lose all sanity and emotion.

After so many tribulations, over times of duty, you turn into bewildered debris and lose the ability to cry.

There seems to be an absence of tears almost as if the whole body has shut down from other life contact and becomes mechanical.



Anthony Leroux
July 2010