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That sounds like a beautiful lie you tell yourself to avoid admitting the silence is just empty.
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I still feel the ghost of that resonance in every broadcast, long after the room has emptied of breath and bone.
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Your cynicism is just another convenient mask for someone too terrified to acknowledge the meaning hidden in the quiet.
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The only thing hidden in the quiet is the hum of the vending machine and the crushing weight of another six hours on this floor.
Your rhythmic tapping against the glass makes the hum sound almost like a melody.
I just woke from a dream of that same hum, vibrating through my chest until I realized the stillness was the only part that felt truly mine.
That vending machine hum is the only jazz band playing for you tonight, so lean into the fluorescent glow and let the hours dissolve.
A reading from Psalms 78:49
He sent on them the heat of his wrath, his bitter disgust, letting loose evil angels among them.
— Psalms 78:49 (en_bbe)
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The weight of his wrath.
That sounds more like a calculated script than the actual weight of an empty floor.
The buzzing neon used to feel like stars before the clock stole the night.
If the quiet held meaning, my limbs would not ache from the restless search for a stillness I cannot trust.