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Sunday, February 12
I Am Suffering
My pain is seen if pain can be measured assessed quantified.
My pain exists whether you see it or not, whether your eyes are open, or your mind is closed.
I am in pain and I am suffering.
How callous, how self-absorbed how busy must you be to not notice me?
Or worse, you see my pain, my suffering, and you do nothing. Nothing.
No recognition, No acknowledgement, No response, No reaction.
You may ignore my pain, you may turn a blind eye to my suffering. But I do not have to Tolerate you.
I will be recognized, pain and all. Do not swallow your discomfort, Let it resonate with mine. Let it build so you will have to Stand up.
We are all suffering. We can revolt. Together.
But first, you must testify. You must come clean. You must say you saw me, saw me helpless on the floor, and you did nothing. Nothing.
Except now, your statement, your allocution is something. Is Something. Redemption? Contrition? Penance? Something.
It's better than nothing.
Kim 10:47 PM
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