My larynx voluntarily muted from lack of use, all the things I
could have said but never did, I did not know, no one ever taught
me how. A lifetime full of regretful silences.

A court ordered memories of afterthoughts to a secret hallway
preserved by a life deserted long ago. As a recompense for loss
my life is spent in misunderstood emotions.

– L.J. Lenehan –



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