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Lately my dreams have been filled

with weightless silence.

A floating cloud.

A story with faces but no sound.

Before the chatter of a critical mind,

or the company of friends,

each moment is silent.

Weightless.

Freedom is when you can find composure

in the silent, weightless moments.

Be a floating cloud

dancing its silent symphony across the sky.

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