Silence may be golden

May be deafening

May be companionable

May be self-protective

May be punishment

May be fraught

May be drenched in implication

What is this silence I hear

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Silence is a concept

I hear the roar of emptiness

A conch shell held to my ear

Surf crashing

Gulls crying

An inner-dialogue

No less insistent than waves

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Let us end this noisy silence

It is purposeless

We have voices

Our time is finite

If it proves to be final

Then let it be final

I want to hear the words