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Sounds, how strange Great and small Struggling to pinpoint them all As they surround Each making itself known Clacking of fingers across a keyboard Near silent whir of the air conditioner Hum of the refrigerator Chatter and occasional cry of a housemate Thundering of small paws above Clicking and clacking of dog nails against hard wood floors Voices from a computer screen The occasional car whizzing past the street The brief notes of a viola a room over The flapping of the dog door Creak of a door Adjusting in the chair Sighs of the dogs and people alike Tired eyes blink slowly Hands ever so stiff Back aching, begging for movement Feet and legs long since numb Nothing is silent Not in this time Nor in this place - Jay M December 7th, 2020
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 1:58 PM UTC
That Which Surrounds
Sounds, how strange Great and small Struggling to pinpoint them all As they surround Each making itself known Clacking of fingers across a keyboard Near silent whir of the air conditioner Hum of the refrigerator Chatter and occasional cry of a housemate Thundering of small paws above Clicking and clacking of dog nails against hard wood floors Voices from a computer screen The occasional car whizzing past the street The brief notes of a viola a room over The flapping of the dog door Creak of a door Adjusting in the chair Sighs of the dogs and people alike Tired eyes blink slowly Hands ever so stiff Back aching, begging for movement Feet and legs long since numb Nothing is silent Not in this time Nor in this place - Jay M December 7th, 2020
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Wandering_Spirit
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Wandering_Spirit
20/GF/the void
Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 1:58 PM UTC
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