Empathy is one thing.
Living in the same emotion is entirely another.
In birth, a crying baby's wails demand to be interpreted.
Kids are shushed and shooed.
Teenagers feel humanly sensations but are still shushed like kids.
Young adults make huge life decisions,
and are trying to find a voice that was shushed for so long.
Middle adults are torn between leaving their younger version
and maturing to their future form.
Elder adults are over-looked and under-visited.
I imagine those who are on the brink of death must have it worst...
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