IKIGAI: Silence is full of the unspoken

The wind sings of our nostalgia and the starry sky ignores our dreams. Each snow flake is a tear that fails to trickle

Silence is full of the unspoken, of deeds not performed, of confessions to secret love, and of wonders not expressed. Our truth is hidden in our silence, Yours and mine.

― Margot Bickel

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