quiet and silence. there is less noise, less a spread mass of noise, and each individual noise punctures the quiet. there's quiet but not silent quiet not silent. hunkered down waiting for resilience. we're not resilient in this quiet, we're broken down inside our shelters. we are locked down inside our crowns. what is the difference, what difference does it make, what matters, what does it matter, who are we and what do we matter, the world goes on without us, declining. there is the wind, always the wind.
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