Monday, 20 November 2023

Echo

 You aren't listening to me. You don't read what I am saying. My words hit a wall and bounce back to me like an echo. It's not fun talking to myself. I have others who love to engage with me, but unfortunately, the one I want to talk to is you. Futile effort it is really. 

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