Deafening Silence
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[Book cover designed by me]
When I awoke, I was greeted with darkness.
Somehow it feels comforting.
I don't hear any noises.
Silence was never this loud until I realise...
Where I was.
Author notes: Sorry about the badly designed book cover!! Feedback is greatly appreciated!!
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