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Sparkle a little brighter

Sometimes silence feels safe. Like a warm blanket and hot tea on a night where you ditched your friends for a lonely house and an even lonelier bed, with a novel wherein the words dance like music and you forget life for a moment as if it were a mere accessory to your brief bliss. Like hiding under the covers from a world that doesn't make sense. Writing this on a night where I ditched my friends for a lonely house and an even lonelier bed doesn't deliver the same feeling though — to me, silence equals nor safety nor happiness....

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