Silence is not always the absence of sound nor is it the music that separates itself from the stillness after the instrument’s strings have been struck. It is rather like the pregnant pause of a ripening belly under a girl’s caress while a cacophony of indifference rages all around her.
split apart
the river's flow
reunites
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