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I have heard nothing but silence for the past two hours.
Alone with my thoughts and some of the things it says scares me.
Or could it be that I am afraid, afraid of what the voices will say.
And most of what I hear is that I am truly great. That I need the patience, passion, and perseverance to grab my dreams and watch them worm and wiggle as they try to jump out of my hands.
And they are only lost in the business of the world. The look of being busy when I am really not. I want the silence because more than anything, I need it.
