Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex — Julius Lester, The Autobiography of God
Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex — Julius Lester, The Autobiography of God
Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex — Julius Lester, The Autobiography of God
Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex — Julius Lester, The Autobiography of God
Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex — Julius Lester, The Autobiography of God
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Silence was not the absence of sound but was itself a sound that could be loud or soft, soothing or disturbing, complex or simple.

— Julius Lester, The Autobiography of God
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