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In the morning, children playing. In the night, adults are wailing. Another fight, doors slam loudly; Their voices rip, screaming proudly. Silence of the nights begin, But when I wake, My kingdom shakes - The cacophonies start again.

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stanley-zakyich

American

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Written by

stanley-zakyich

American

Published: Feb 1, 2013
Time: 1m

Notes: My daily life at the apartment complex. I hate these neighbors.

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