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Mar 2010
In every noise there is a silence,
as every road has its bumps,
every light has its darkness,
for darkness isn't constantly bad,
light is equal to darkness,
just as silence is to noise,
we are equal to others,
so what difference does it make,
some are silence,
some are noise,
we need both,
and in the the end both need us.
Written by
Alexa Sz
500
   Heather Cahill
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