Please knock on my door. Or ring the doorbell. As loud as you can.
The sound might pierce the emptiness you left in the world when you fell through a hole in the fabric of existence. Or maybe it was a hole in my eardrum.
I stuffed my ears with sorrow, and now it won’t come out.
I can’t hear you anymore. I am deaf.
Life and deaf.
I miss you.
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