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The poignant discomfort sits for a while after as well. The images continue to resonate with that disturbing harmony usually associated with decidedly unsettling dreams─dreams that leave you awake, alone, silent in the darkness, but slip away to the dark side of memory with the light of morning.

liked it, it creates a picture in your mind. that's hard to do.

This is almost a song, at least in my mind I hear it that way. You really create a vivid image of the little boy, the man, the scene. I enjoyed this, L&T

Very enjoyable...although somewhat sad. Isn't it amazing how we identify and react to, that part of ourselves, which we also find in others...: -) Hugs, dee

I like this a lot Ben, it has a lovely use of form and language. Heuse of rhyme works very well and the metre is well paced.

A most enjoyable tale and a fine write... bravo!