Silence.

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Silence

This silence helps us understand the purpose of

our life 

A second of silence brings peace and harmony to

our confused mind

Silence stops all the negative thoughts

A minute of silence helps us immensely.

But,

With some people, deep down

It starts a chain reaction

One which nobody wants

Their greatest fears, their worst guilt, the sad

feelings

Buried under the day to day race of life

All rise up

Out from their graves

Haunting them again

So maybe

Not everyone needs silence

some people need chaos

A lot of it.

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