He couldn't hear but he could see, and he wanted his voice to be heard.
He was the voice in his silent world, the one unique person who understood his thoughts. There are too many voices in the real world to disturb them, making it difficult for him to hear his own words and understand his own heart, but he will persist until he can understand.
This article strives to create the plot in my mind. I don't like to stray into it...
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