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I could hear the silence.
Not, I could hear nothing;
but I could hear silence.
The world whispered around me softly and did not presume to disrupt my peace.
Until,
scratches on a stone,
questioning glance
tilted up and wondering...
Stillness meant danger and death,
worry warning and fear
all conveyed in a single
chirp?