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A U D I O P H I L E


Nighttime Falls
Landing Softly
Upon Daylight’s
Imagination

A Child Is
Found Laughing
On The Floor

In A Moment
Unjustified
By Lamplight

There Is
Nothing In
Her Hands
Not Even A
Subtle Ding

A Single
Notification
In A Silent
Room

Attracts
Crowds

Her Joy


Thought
I miss the days when sending word meant more
than ‘hey,’ and when the feel of someone else in a dark room was the
only auditory sensation used to explore the imagination.


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