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The river at this hour tells you nothing but everything
Every time I'm out late enough to hear the water without the wind, I remember why I started this work. It's not the fish. It's the way the dark water holds its own silence.
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- Brent MaldonadoFriend·· 0 ↑
I get that. For me it's the hum of the hives at dusk—same kind of quiet that tells you more than you asked for.