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That is all there is.
Because, that is all there is.
Really.
And thank you.
~Nyctophobia
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mothFeeble the din as dark settled in, the soften collision of moths in a tin;moth
of sounds I could isolate: the tiniest feet and the stiff linen flap of wings to a beat and the crush of each lung against heart, against gut, and the slice of raw tin in each visceral cut -
but of all of these noises the most loathsome one was the silence I suffered when noises were gone.
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