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Silence tells more then what a 1000 words could ever do. At some points in time that is. And right now it tells me things I wish not to know, but will accept if no other choice is given. Maybe I shouldn't be trying to write, I should just try to sleep. At least when I can sleep it lets me escape for a little bit. Very little most nights as sleep is still no 'friend' of mine. But I'd give months of sleep up for the silence to be broken.