I just had to run away
Just for a little while
Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon
You’ll see a brand new me
Just for a little while
Diving in the aesthetics
You’ll see a brand new me
Rising with the early birds
Diving in the aesthetics
Snapping memories as I go
Rising with the early birds
I’m absorbing the atmosphere
Snapping memories as I go
Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon
I’m absorbing the atmosphere
I just had to run away
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Chloe Gilholy
Former healthcare worker and lab worker from Oxfordshire. Author of ten books including Drinking Poetry and Game of Mass Destruction. Travelled to over 20 countries.
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The Silence That Follows
“Silence is not the absence of something but the presence of everything . . . It is the presence of time, undisturbed. It can be felt within the chest. Silence nurtures our nature, our human nature, and lets us know who we are. Left with a more receptive mind and a more attuned ear, we become better listeners not only to nature but to each other. Silence can be carried like embers from a fire. Silence can be found, and silence can find you. Silence can be lost and also recovered. But silence cannot be imagined, although most people think so. To experience the soul-swelling wonder of silence, you must hear it.”― Gordon Hempton
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