Perhaps, the best defense
Is to keep shut, shunned, marred
In the darkest corner
I beg to differ
Silence is weak
Silence is ambivalent
Silence is uncertainty
Silence is empty
Silence is drenched with filth
Silence is swarmed with bane thoughts
Silence is soused in stale wine
Silence is noxious
Silence is obnoxious
Silence is torturous
Silence is pretentious
Silence - hearts sleeping, having nightmares amongst the shelves.
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