The Deafening Volume of Love
When the deafening volume of love subsides, and is no longer heard. The softer melody of simply liking another, needs to replace it, being felt and expressed to another by more then a word. Otherwise in a vacuum of silence, who can be acknowledged and known? If interest in the humanity of another exits, how can it be shown?
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