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Silence is a vice. It crushes me, drowns me, forces me into submission. It's the only thing that is holding me here, yet it is empty, pale in comparison to the burning pain that races through my sides and stabs at my skull. I want to scream in agony, but this deadly silence holds me captive here, in a gray space; a dark void betwixt worlds, a infinity within an infinity. Silence is a vice, crushing every shard of love and light from my soul.


Silence is a virtue. 

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