Worthy of gold,
It has no value.
Separation, Isolation.
Complete Ignorance
How does one
Measure its value?
Is it a treasure,
As it is to the bookworms,
And the teachers,
For its wonder?
Is it a foe,
As it is to performers,
And those with broken hearts,
The true enemy?
A silence may be nothing,
And everything,
At the same time.
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