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The Silence That Remains
There is a silence that is not silence
It is the air that refuses to enter
It is the footsteps that echo in empty corridors
the time that drags, heavy
like a body that no longer feels
Fascism does not come with noise
It comes with the absence of song
with the hand that closes around the throat
and says, "This is not pain. This is order."
But there is a light that insists
A tiny light...
Tuesday 28th January 2025 5:35 am

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