a mystery still

that has yet to be solved

is how quiet people

speak loudest of all


silence is not easy

it is something we choose

it does not mean nothing

it is something we use


it is used not for comfort

it is used not for care

it is used not for nothing

it is hearing the air


when someone is quiet

they know they can speak

but they keep their thoughts private

and their thoughts are not weak


their thinking is powerful

and their power is rare

they keep many secrets

that they choose not to share

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