THE FINAL SILENCE SOUNDED FAMILIAR — LIKE CRYIN’ FOR ME WITHOUT MUSIC. He didn’t explain pain. Didn’t shape struggle for public view. What he left unsaid carried more weight than anything spoken. That restraint followed the same rule as Cryin’ for Me (Wayman’s Song) — grief without exhibition, truth without polish. You feel it. You don’t perform it. This wasn’t withdrawal. It was discipline. Because with time, strength stops raising its voice — and learns when quiet is enough.
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