A touch,
A look,
A frown,
A hand-held up,
In silent gesture.
Concerns formed,
Through the soundless motions,
Of stifled exhalations,
A natural exchange,
Of Silent emotions,
Where all that remains,
Resides,
In the realms,
Of the perpetually,
Unspoken.
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