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    Hello, darkness, my old friend
    I've come to talk with you again
    Because a vision softly creeping
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    In restless dreams I walked alone
    Narrow streets of cobblestone
    Beneath the halo of a street lamp
    I turned my collar to the cold and damp
    When my eyes were stabbed
    By the flash of a neon light
    That split the night
    And touched the sound of silence

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    And in the naked light I saw
    Ten thousand people, maybe more
    People talking without speaking,
    People hearing without listening,
    People writing songs that voices never share
    And no one dare
    Disturb the sound of silence.

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    'Fools,' said I, 'you do not know
    Silence like a cancer grows.'
    'Hear my words that I might teach you,
    Take my arms that I might reach you.'
    But my words like silent raindrops fell,
    And echoed in the wells of silence.

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    And the people bowed and prayed
    To the neon god they made.
    And the sign flashed out its warning
    In the words that it was forming.
    And the signs said, 'The words of the prophets
    Are written on the subway walls
    And tenement halls,
    And whisper'd in the sound of silence.

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