Depths of Silence

Whispers, echoes... Silence holds chairs.

Did you hear the sound of no sound?

It giggles like a broken toy stuck in the dusty attic of an abandoned house.

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Shadows are light's cousins.

Clouds wear the pajamas of the morning tramps.

When all words melt, the heart learns to giggle silently.

Seek Whispers

Curious Echoes Await