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Silence.

We all started this life screaming, red faces infants, exiting mothers wombs with something to say. Things have changed now. We no longer know how to speak our minds, we cross our legs and bite our tongues refusing to let the words escape. How did we get to this point? When did we realize our opinions no longer mattered? it's funny to think that silence is mistaken for tactfulness. "its not my pla...

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