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Jun 2021
What is noisy to you,
That noise may not be noisy to me.

That noise,
That loud noise.
That noise, may be of comfort and soothing to me,
But to you, it is bothering and disrupting you.

That noise,
That soft noise.

That noise, may help you to feel/stay calm,
However, to me, it is irritating, and disturbing me.

That noise,
That pleasant noise.

That noise,
Oh, that noise.

That once was noise to you,
Is no longer noise t/for me.

That noise,
That noise.

Where is that noise coming from?

That noise,
That noise.

How noisy?
Is noisy for you?
Before it gets/becomes,
Too noisy for me?

Or is it just, right?
Kinda noise,
That suite us both?

To sit there,
And enjoy,
It’s full potential/beauty,
Of that noise

That allows us,
To not take,
That noise,
For granted.

That noise,
That noise.

When that noise is there with us,
For playing to us,
To feel, it’s vibes and message.

For us both, to tolerate/find a
balance, and to feel content,
With that noise,

Being there in the background,
Creating that/the ambience,
That it’s intentionally there for.
Playing for:
-You-Me-us and Them.

THAT NOISE,
THAT NOISE.

Β© By HF-Whisper
14/2/2021 15:06PM
TheWhisperingPoet83
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TheWhisperingPoet83  39/F/Victoria
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