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Silencio XCVI

I was always nervous, and I envied shy kids. They were equally uneasy, but coped by withdrawing into silence. The nice thing about not saying anything is people assuming you're cool and mysterious. I had to punctuate everything with a little comment. They weren't always nice. The more uncomfortable the silence became, the more I'd say. I'd often return home with no recollection of what I'd said.

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All I'm saying is I'd trade a lot for the luxury of the silence of the beautiful sometimes. I'd love to be strong and confident enough to keep my mouth shut.

not pretty : Beautiful Silence