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There are different kinds of silence in this world. There is the one that we have all come to know, to love or hate or simply ignore.

Silence can be found everywhere, and believe it or not its something that is much more easier to find than finding a noise, or a hum, or line, or a whisper that matters. Just like how it is much easier to disappear than to be noticed.

Silence in death. Silence in the part of silence. There is silence in agony and despair, in missing something or someone. It is in our deepest fears, in the darkest corners of our being. It can bring madness and delight at the same time.

Of course, there is also silence in smiles and in stares. The thing that ends words can also be found in words, in distance and in actions.

Silence. Should we fear it as much?

How great it would feel to be in speechless contentment. Only now, I'm in silence that is somehow brought by solitude. I'm not alone. Just on my own.