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Jan 2019
There’s a lot of sounds around me.
A door opened just now.
An agreement.
Door shut.
A bag rustling.
My keyboard’s clicking sounds.
A click of my mouse.
Chairs scraping the floor.
Footsteps.
There are many sights as well.
People in school uniform walking around me
Walking through many doors.
Many words too:
13:23 THURSDAY 31 JANUARY
THE PRINTER IN THIS AREA IS FOR CREATIVE ARTS ONLY thank you
PLEASE LEAVE THIS AREA TIDY
FOOD
ART 1, 2, & 3
PUSH
ART SHOP OPEM TUESDAY
DANGER LIFT MACHINE
SAMSUNG
So many words.
There’s no smell.
No taste.
All I can feel are my clothes and the clickity clackity keyboard
Wait: another sound - laughter
just some observations
Emerson Nosreme
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Emerson Nosreme  Non-binary/somewhere out there
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