The Silence That Spoke First

Everything begins before it’s noticed.

By GoldenSpeechPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

Before the universe existed, silence whispered, “Now.” That was enough.

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The Silence That Spoke First

Everything begins before it’s noticed.

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