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I close my eyes in crowded rooms Filtering through the voices Each telling its own story Some booming with laughter Others soft and sweet Then those ridden with terror In a visionless world I enter these tales Taking role of passive observer Into the auditory jungle
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
Breakfast
I close my eyes in crowded rooms Filtering through the voices Each telling its own story Some booming with laughter Others soft and sweet Then those ridden with terror In a visionless world I enter these tales Taking role of passive observer Into the auditory jungle
devin-ortiz
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
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