I do
Through the whispers of the trees.
Through the smell of the storm.
Through the omnipresent sounds.
I choose to be.
To taste life in silence.
Through the smell of the storm.
Through the omnipresent sounds.
I choose to be.
To taste life in silence.
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the silence is the music. Just under audibility threshold. Lucky, who is able to hear.My rating
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