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Nov 2013
Pigeons sound sometimes like wind passing through the slit of a slightly open door.
And lockers sound like screaming mice when they open and close.
The people are speaking english but making no sense as well.
They don't make sense regardless of the way they enunciate.
Its lifeless and hollow.
Nothing clear, just murmurs.
They sound the way my nails sound when dragged across a chalkboard.
Shelby Murray
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Shelby Murray  Middle Earth
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