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Sep 2014
The world spins and rushes around us,
everyone with their own agenda.
At times I hunger for silence.
Then other times I question the nature of silence,
and whether it is silence I truly yearn for or not.
I come to realize it is not silence I want, but peace.
Some tranquility, some slowness.
Some public silence.
Written by
Ryan  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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