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by Modou Gueye, March 30, 2009
(Manhattan - Aguilar)
THE SOUND OF SILENCE
To me the sound of silence is like seeing and hearing dreams. It is like praying. It is like thinking something about my life.
I think about my family because I haven’t seen them for a long time. I have a big family: my wife and three sons and one daughter and my mother and my father.
Also, I worry about the United States economy. It is hard for me to get a job to pay my rent and take care of my family in Africa, in Senegal.
Also, they are thinking about me. When I close my eyes, I see them.
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