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Empty Silence
A chorus of footsteps, chatter in bright halls; Children chasing echoes through polished floors. Names called softly through half-open doors, Morning lingered, unaware of its turning.
The white room stretched beyond its painted walls. Stillness settled beneath my hand. Coolness gathered across my skin.
Wait.
A soft click.
Listen.
Hush.
A hush where life should begin to dance.
The silence settled deep within my chest— still, be still— trembling just beneath my breath.
Though not a single tear betrayed my face, I carried that quiet beyond those walls. The quiet lingered until I understood—
That quiet became my farewell.
A group of footsteps and talking in bright hallways; Kids running after echoes on shiny floors. Names are softly called through partly open doors, The morning stayed, not knowing it was changing.
The white room went beyond its painted walls. Stillness settled under my hand. Coolness gathered on my skin.
Wait.
A soft click.
Listen.
Quiet.
A quiet where life should start to move.
The silence settled deep inside my chest— be still, be still— shaking just under my breath.
Even though no tear showed on my face, I took that quiet beyond those walls. The quiet stayed until I realized—
That quiet became my goodbye.