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Apr 2015
"I could still hear her whispering in the wind, her soft voice gently caressing every single molecule in the air."

"But I can't hear a thing," his friend said. "It's just silence."

"Then it's the sweetest silence I've ever heard."
Paul Marfil
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Paul Marfil
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