Every event that occurs there’s a witness. Some are able to speak but afraid to speak, others want to speak but cannot speak, and the worst are those that intentionally remain silent.
This thing is the witness that wants to speak but not able to speak. It can’t tell anyone how hard the plight of its owner's life in everyday undertakings. It’s the silent witness how to survive. It feels the sweats and the tears that falls, the silent sobs, the deep inhales and long exhales. It knows the intensity of the kicks weather it’s inspired or tired, badly in need or the tour of duty is just for pleasure. The condition of this thing is a clear predicament how unpleasant the life of whoever owns it.
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