There is only one person around whom I live in the moment. Around whom I LISTEN to what he is saying, hanging on his every word, without the noise of my own thoughts in the background. And he listens to me. He doesn't say a lot; just a few words; he listens. And I listen to his silence, to his few words, to his sounds when he understands. And I sense everything he is feeling.
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