For some reason I see sadness in his eyes. Of course this may be the reflection of my own feelings in his eyes. I feel like I must know his past history – I feel like he needs that person to listen. This just sounds like crazy talk. He knows what he needs. A stranger can’t tell you what you need or how you feel – can they? Even if they could, who would? Fear accompanies knowledge, especially knowledge of something each individual tries desperately to hide.
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