you know I cannot answer?
Does it give you a feeling
of power
when you see me break down
in helplessness?
Why do you say things
you know
I cannot contradict
without denying what
has already been said
and meant?
I have no answers
when I am perplexed
and no protests
when so much has been said
Does it please you
when my opinions are kept away?
~Ingvild Gregersen
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