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Deafened by Nature

It’s past 1am and the voices of the outside waken me from my slumber.
Not that I was sleeping well.
Lost between a reality that was neither here nor there.
Music slipped through the night enchanting awakened souls from a distance.
That’s the power of music.
An addictive drug that latches onto the soul.
The voices raise on the wind and crash into the hard concrete.
Deafened by nature.


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