endless endless complaints

So I see, so I hear, so I piece together, speculate and guess, interpolate, assume and deduce, ponder, wonder. People talk at me, I don’t hear but I can’t help but hear, I overhear, I witness retellings and explanations. Words feeding action, actions leading to words, arguments, discussion, endless endless complaints, moans. They haunt me.

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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