I hear so much said, read so much written,
about how precious 'freedom of speech' is,
and I 'get it': with no freedom of speech
there can be no freedom of thought,
and that freedom matters most of all.
But the freedom of thought that I value
most is the freedom that speaks to me
through silence, of a life outside of time.
Because when noise fills the air we mark time
with that sound, whereas the silences that settles us
are the measure of our sense of immersion.
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