His woe waits to be shared by others – lying silent, dormant, in wait. In wait of that one whisper of admission that’ll set things off like wildfire; burn the whole forest of tolerance down with one spark of confession.
Once said, it’ll cause unnatural unrest, spreading silently, creeping up on the unwary, forcing them to re-look things they never questioned.
It just requires a huddle, a whisper and the realization that you are not alone.
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