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the telephone

i have lost an understanding of the telephone. i can no longer talk on it for hours like i once could. it is now only an instrument of brief communication. like a telegram. talking to people. i want to see them. their facial expressions. their movements. to touch them. and move about them. around them. and have them see me. feel me. i need more than simply spoken word.


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