The sound of silence

It has been said death the big sleep, the final sleep. I disagree. For in sleep, there is sound… There is breathing… There is movement… There is the expectation to hear one one’s voice again. There is the hope to finish conversations, make amends, keep promises, share your heart. But in death, there is only silence. A deafening, unending silence.

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