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To a friend I hurtWe try to do the right thing. One person in the mass calls out to us. A hundred walk by, a thousand, just bodies. Only one, every once in a while with a soul we can touch. So we touch. The connection is tenuous, it has to be. Because if you can touch something you can hurt it. In the mass of human bodies, empty vessels, it is the one whose contents we can touch that we hurt. It’s so simple. A wrong word, a careless action. Maybe the interaction of the two of us was meant from the start for me to end up hurting you. I never wanted to, and I’m sorry. I’ll walk past anotherTo a friend I hurt
by ~EdFromTA
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- Current Residence: Tel-Aviv
- Interests: Relearning everything I thought I knew
- Favourite band or musician: Anything performed live
- Favourite genre of music: something in the key of C
- Operating System: XP
- MP3 player of choice: My old computer
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- Wallpaper of choice: Paint
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- Favourite gaming platform: The bar across the way
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- Personal Quote: Wherever you go, there you are.
- Tools of the Trade: Words
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