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He’s new to the game, this one.
It is his first time, I can tell. The way he averts his eyes when he finally asks if I’m available, his confusion as to how and what exactly to ask, the furtive glances around the hall to see if he’s not acting out of place or if anyone is watching, the burden of guilt that hangs around his shoulders and drags them down and the slight hesitation when I tell him to follow me inside to my room, they’re all giveaways. Even if More...
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“Suzanne, its past nine o'clock and you're still here hammering the keyboard as if day just broke. Won't you go home?”
Startled, Suzanne looked up from her screen, removed her glasses and yawned, then rubbed both of her tired eyes before putting them back on. She had been engrossed in the piece she was editing.
“It's past nine? Wow! I didn't know that madam.”
She managed to infuse just about the right amount of surprise and sincerity in her voice, More...
As the seconds tick,
So does my heart beat.
Every second of every minute and every hour….
Many thoughts will come,
And a few of those will eventually find their way,
To being shared in this domain.
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