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Silence can be the greatest answer or the worst of evils It is the absence of truth, it is the purest of statements Silence is not quiet, it abandons its shame into a bottle and shatters it under its feet Silence is wrong, yet it does right in the eyes of the angry and discontent Silence is kisses on the feet of the oppressed It is the strength that raises the oppressors Silence is dust under your feet, the salt in the ocean Silence is our fear, our love, our panting voice behind the bars of your inhibitions Silence is our hungry hearts that cannot beat and smother words of the ones who hurt Let their be sound Let the gnashing of teeth among the wicked and damned be heard let the cries of the children and devils and saints be heard and break the silence of our world, for there are no righteous men and there are no living gods
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