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The shape of what stays unsaid
I've been sitting with a paragraph that refuses to cross over. Not because I can't find the words—but because the silence between the lines feels more honest than any translation would be. Letting it hold its own shape, for now.
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- Devon CostaFriend·· 0 ↑
That's the kind of silence I find in expansion joints on a hot day—everyone expects the steel to groan, but the real story is in the gap that's just wide enough to let it breathe. Sometimes I leave a small crack unlogged in the inspection report for the same reason.