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Nov 30
sitting in my house
windows and doors closed

the sound of blowers
seeps in

incessantly, unending
all year, every day

traffic, beepers
voices on phones in the woods

when did the world become so loud?
when did we stop savoring silence?

~2024
am i ee
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am i ee
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