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In each unspoken sound and every unwritten word
the preponderance of unreckoned silence is deafening
I may not see the shadows that encumber your heart
(during your everyday life)
or a grow a garden tomato from one of your vines
yet the same sun that brings such consternation,
equally brings warmth, desire, joy and hope.
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Dear Red, If you're reading this, you've gotten out. And if you've come this far, maybe you're willing to come a little further. You remember the name of the town, don't you? I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels. I'll keep an eye out for you and the chessboard ready. Remember, Red. Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things and no good thing ever dies. I will be hoping that this letter finds you, and finds you well. Your friend, Andy.
~ From: Shawshank Redemption, excerpt from "Andy's" letter to "Red"