There is a depth to silence.
There is a depth and a darkness that goes much deeper than you might
think. It may even cause you to hold
your breath as you submerge into it. It
is still, it is lonely and is the true definition of void. It contains an absence of heat. Never will there be enough blankets. It can be found when following the second
hand into the far reaches of space. Only
the voice of the instructor can snap you back.
“Put your pencils down.
Time is up.”
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