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Before the silence,
There was uncertainty.
Confusion.
Restlessness.
The moon set.
The sun rose.
It painted the sky orange
And no one noticed.
During the silence,
Time stood still.
Hidden gems emerged.
The birds sang an unknown melody.
A sweet succulent scent softly kissed the air.
Thoughts ran in a straight line.
Uncertainty was no longer certain.
The confusion was now cleared
And the restlessness found sleep.
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