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... sure, people like to throw the word around, usually in poetic little sighs, like "the silence was deafening" or "a silence hung in the air like a shroud." But that’s nonsense.
Real silence doesn’t exist. What exists is the awful, bone-deep sound of everything else. The drip of water sliding down a crack in the wall. The scratch of your own heartbeat as it claws inside your ribs. The way sweat insists on trickling down your temple like it has an urgent appointment with your jawline.
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