The secret of my silence
Lies within the silence itself
Hidden, exposed
Covered, naked
Misinterpreted as static, voiceless
Misunderstood as quiet, unstated
Listen closer static hums loud
You can make out the sounds
Of the cause of the tingles in the echoless
The grain in the voiceless
Listen to the empty air
Feel the vibes of the unspoken words
Hear the sentiments speaking
Touch the palpable weave
Silence is all but silent
A way of expression
To express
That which you wish not to holler
But speak
Tell
And make known
Secret of my silence
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