Speak to it, Horatio.

Maybe if I say it one more time
Maybe last time he didn’t hear me
Maybe my words got swallowed up in the hollow of the night and vanished into nothingness
Maybe if I change the position of my head
Or if I say it directly in his ear
He will understand
Or if I make sure he’s looking at me this time
He’ll speak
I can’t insist
I can’t compel or entreat
So I will retreat.

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