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Some people say that a moment of silence is when you are walking in the country and the only thingyou can hear is your own footsteps crack on the autumn leaves, the wind blow, a nearby river rush, and the birds sing.
For me, a moment of silence takes place just ten seconds before the train arrives into the underground station: all conversations, readings, and thoughts stop and all the eyes concentrate on the tunnel's black mouth until the train appears with a thundering noise.
Now, tell me: What is your moment of silence? What describes it?
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