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UGHHH POMPPPP WHY ARE YOU SO TALENTED AT MAKING MY HEART ACHE
hallo. I'm here again. in case you couldn't tell.
Something that I really liked first up is how the only word you have capitalized here is Silence. I found that to be a really effective way of stating that Silence is "him" and that he is an entity.
I really like what you did/say here. Like, I really like the ultimate and penultimate stanzas.
One stanza that isn't doing it for me is the glove/glass one. I feel like that one fails to achieve a purpose.
Also you mention that you met him in a place with windows, but later you mention tea and crumpets, and to me these things don't seem to mesh. am I missing something?
I am confused as to the significance of the map. What is it a map of? Where does it lead? Why doesn't he have one?
Another ambiguity I'm having is as to Silence himself. like, are we really referring to an absence of sound, or is Silence something else? What his his relation to the narrator again? I would just like more in this sort of area.
The words flow well and your images are nice. Again, I don't see any glaring mistakes.
Great story telling, great poem, keep writing! Let me know if you have any questions!
~fortis
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