Sounds
There are sounds that come and go.
Like falling smiles and dying flames.
Like water tides and vanilla skies.
And there are sounds that remain.
Like a sin to be felt.
Like a sight to be held.
Like a stone on glass.
Like the devil’s grasp.
Sounds live and they laugh. Think about the best sound you ever heard and then hear it one trillion times. Your child’s laughter torments you. Look upon the worst sound you ever heard and hear it one trillion times and it is the sound of engines which will keep you sane.
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