Sometimes it’s just that.
The breaths, pauses and silence
Speak louder than words.

Sometimes it’s the truth.
More details can be gathered
By what isn’t said.

Sometimes it can hurt.
Silent opportunities
Wasted by harsh words.

Sometimes it’s pure bliss.
The welcome sound of silence
On a busy day.

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