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They way they ignore you if they don't want to hear what you have to say which is sooo rude, like you're invisible. The way they dismiss you when you try to help sort out some gadget or other of those and they wave you away saying they will handle it, then leaving it because they can't, and then you go and fix it in 5 mins.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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