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I should say ... I should say ... this and that. 

It's fine, it's fine, there's no need to stop when there is silence, shhhh. Not to worry, not to wonder, not to do much about nothing. There are things that remain unsaid despite the belief that life can't go on without expressing them. And life does go on, quite. There's a need to dance, there's a need to nap. Both withstanding and looking at each other dazzled and confused, who is to step forward and go first. Nothing. Nothing is clear as day, and yet the day moves in, swirls at the crossroads and life does go on.