In this moment, voices are calling.
The word is spoken and the past is silent to action.
For not every word needs to be spoken, every request isn’t always received.
Silence is the highlight to volumes full of black and white pages.
The colors of abbreviation are manifested by light and reduction.
Words yet begin to form and language begins to break off into a multitude of conversations.
Sometimes, we are not given an exact reason as to why we make the choices that have been made.
Many times, we are led to strange places with seemingly no center or root.
Something prompts us to act, and that is the very thing that allows action.
What is being spoken presently, is what has been seen silently in the past.
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