Don’t listen to me!

Don’t listen to me! I am in pain. I moan. I am captive. I groan. I am confined, unfree in my poverty. My children starve, their bellies distend—they cry out. No, do not listen to me: hear me.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on May 17th, 2009 | No Comments »

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