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Oct 2018
A  sound to everything, from everything a sound,
A voice, a cry, a laugh, a whisper.
From the highest octaves of the smallest songbird,
To the lowest growls of an angry hound.
The silent rolls of the ocean, crescendo with the ground.
A sound to everything, from everything a sound.
C Mahood
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C Mahood  31/M/Ireland
(31/M/Ireland)   
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