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I talk alone in the dark wondering if anyone can hear me. I spend nights hiding beneath my skin feeling the presence of his thoughts speaking to me. In my mind I hear a voice behind the walls of eternity whispering the essence of truth through an open wound. This language constructed not of words or sounds, but of thoughts and feelings. Communicating through pain and suffering, happiness and joy and during those moments one cannot put into words. It is not very far, the message is clear as light and pure as the water from a glacier's creek. You don't need physical methods to understand, nor do you don't require books to learn its secrets. Al