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like a million shards of glass
crashing to the floor, the sound,
deafening, making it impossible
to concentrate, on any given level.
Sadly, I realize the only escape,
is across the room, and once again
as I am drowning in the noise,
I reluctantly sigh, knowing
with one simple movement, I
can shut out the world just by
closing my door.
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