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The calm, the silence from a heated argument, Not violence but almost as we control our tempers, Still fumed as we whimper, in different areas of our place the silence is eerie, yet displaced, It started so serene, then the screaming and yelling and mixed signals are unseen Erupting like a volcano, Destruction like a tornado then everything is quiet, as the storm slowly lays low B.R. Date: 3/21/2026
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Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 10:17 PM UTC
The silence after the storm
The calm, the silence from a heated argument, Not violence but almost as we control our tempers, Still fumed as we whimper, in different areas of our place the silence is eerie, yet displaced, It started so serene, then the screaming and yelling and mixed signals are unseen Erupting like a volcano, Destruction like a tornado then everything is quiet, as the storm slowly lays low B.R. Date: 3/21/2026
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Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 10:17 PM UTC
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