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Silence
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Old Silence is as golden
As the tons of thousand-word thoughts
We're withholding
In a box.
Waiting for the perfect time
To relinquish what we jot.
What is it I witness
When I see millions try to achieve
Vocal fitness
Through a siege?
They have numbed their senses blind
Getting by on what they need.
If you writhe within
Senseless wording and such notions
You'll have missed
An endless ocean
Carrying not but a whisper,
Yet tsunamis of emotions.
Take the time you're given
Craft with it a monument to silent sound
That keeps us living
And profound.
With this stunning wordless peace
Understanding may be found.
