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Listen?...Do you here this sound?No?It's everywhere...I't in the air.It fills you thought...It's on the room walls.It's in the city.It's everywhere...
It's a rour...It's a wail...It's a cry...It's a song.It's a million of music instruments...A million sounds...It merges and it drives you mad...
Well...Now it's distinctly audible sea-gullds cry...One moment...The old kept vase is broken...Owl yell...Depressing creak of not oiled swing...The crackling of the frozen snow...The sob of hundred mothers...This sound grows in concrete and develops into different at all.
If I haven't got a earless,I have been sure that I heard that noise.It broke through my skin.And no energies could get me free from it's power.
But why only my legs are getting weaken?Why am I rackin,like with pain?Why are you like a rock?You're a callous creature!How could you shut off yourself from all?
...hm...Silly woman...It's you?Sure.Apparently it was foolish,to ask you all these questions,to tell what's going on with me.It's live...It's your fault...

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Is it posible,to hear the silence?THe silence is absence of sounds.Than,what can you here?...
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Now I hear it not simply.I'm swimming in it.I'm pleased of it's greatness.I'm opening myself,that it can get in to me.

Thank you.Now I know the only recovery of all my ailments and fears.Thank you,that you allow me to love and to feel the necessity in me.Thank you,for returning me my live...silence.
Allow me save this happiness and I can make all...

P.S.I don't know why...But i just wanted to write something sad and dreary(autumn depression,you know)...That's why i wrote this...