It's happened...I'm out of words.
Not tears...these never end.
Not sorrow...this too is bottomless.
I'm out of words. Unable to make you understand. Either you do, or you don't.
If you don't, I now know you never will.
And that brings the sadness, the sorrow, and the misery.
But no words...I'm finally out of words. At least for now, I surrender.
I surrender to the sorrow.
I surrender to the endless pain.
The loneliness. The abysmal loneliness of missing 136 people I've never met.
With one picture...just one picture.
Show us Kfir is alive and we will fall to the floor in agony.
Agony that he is alive, that monsters hold him.
Agony that we can't hold him.
Not knowing is bad; knowing might even be worse.
The agony has won. The words are done.
Bring them home.
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