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Nobody understands silence any more. They don't respect peace, they get annoyed by tranquillity, they escape their own problems, drown their sorrows in constant babble. There is no peace any more. They, he, she, you, me, we. Resting is underrated, so they talk and they talk, about problems of someone else's, never solving their own inadequacies, never respecting our will for peace. I just want to be able to go to the beach, the library, the café and read and sit and think, while I look out the window (people walking by). They don't find beauty in silence any more. Why don't they understand the simplest of things? Just silence and me. We would, and do, go well together. Just me. Just silence. ... .. .
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Apr 13, 2012
Apr 13, 2012 at 1:16 PM UTC
Silence
Nobody understands silence any more. They don't respect peace, they get annoyed by tranquillity, they escape their own problems, drown their sorrows in constant babble. There is no peace any more. They, he, she, you, me, we. Resting is underrated, so they talk and they talk, about problems of someone else's, never solving their own inadequacies, never respecting our will for peace. I just want to be able to go to the beach, the library, the café and read and sit and think, while I look out the window (people walking by). They don't find beauty in silence any more. Why don't they understand the simplest of things? Just silence and me. We would, and do, go well together. Just me. Just silence. ... .. .
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Apr 13, 2012
Apr 13, 2012 at 1:16 PM UTC
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