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Choose Silence

  • Writer: blackcloudtat2
    blackcloudtat2
  • Apr 15
  • 1 min read

Silence is the canvas upon which the soul paints its deepest truths.


In the city’s loudest hours, silence becomes the rarest luxury—a moment where the soul can finally hear itself.


In the heart of the city’s relentless rhythm, my vow of silence becomes a sanctuary, where amidst the chaos, I find the profound clarity of my own voice.


To choose silence in a world that thrives on noise is to risk becoming invisible, fearing that in finding oneself, one might lose everything else.


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