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Silence

Silence. Pause. Rebooting systems. All boundaries moved at once, no more worked out schemes. Everything that recently seemed important, rushes in the wind by a paper cloth. Silence. Pause. Soon the tide will hide traces. Fronts scattered, scattered, only sand and empty sheets. Everything that recently seemed important, rushes in the wind by a paper cloth. Soon twisting again, lead, calls out desperately ...