When I Read
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With their words comes another me, one which I did not choose, but one that I accept.

When I Read

By Perry Raster

When I read, I begin, Begin to know them with complexity.

When I read, I begin, Begin to know them with complexity. Strange then, that they can only guess at my inklings of thought.

When I read, I begin, Begin to know them with complexity. Strange then, that they can only guess at my inklings of thought. But to know is to un-know. To understand is see your lack of it.

But I'd imagine that I am the person they don't want to imagine reading their books. The one they wouldn't expect.

But I'd imagine that I am the person they don't want to imagine reading their books. The one they wouldn't expect. But I do it all the same, with my broken soul and feeble minded will.

A piece of them becomes a part of me. A small, unforgettable part.

A piece of them becomes a part of me. A small, unforgettable part. They create, I consume.

But with their words comes another me, one which I did not choose, but one that I accept.

But with their words comes another me, one which I did not choose, but one that I accept. They wrack my head, become my insides, become my heartache.

But with their words comes another me, one which I did not choose, but one that I accept. They wrack my head, become my insides, become my heartache. My still peace and my violent dissonance.

For words give life to the spaces. All cannot be said, but yet all can be heard.

For words give life to the spaces. All cannot be said, but yet all can be heard. The right time to the right place lets the heart be seen.

And it fills me

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