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| Sounds of water drops, of alarm, of favorite music, of squeezing body on the bed build up my morning in a good but usual way.
Sounds of opening door, of waking up the kitchen, of swallowing foods, of washing dishes accompany me to make and finish the first meal of the day. Sounds of picking clothes, of locking the door, of taking lift, of saying “thank u mate”, of catching the class, of climbing up the hill, of passing by loads strangers, of meeting loads of friends are speed up the daytime in an incredible pace. Sounds of flattering wings from birds, of cat’s walk, of quiver leaves, of spiral plastic bags in the air, of sunset are always ignored by me. Sounds of music, of lover’s whisper, of useful lecture, of good weather, of making coffee are the best thing I would treasure forever. Sounds of typing, of writing, of texting, of talking, of walking, of sleeping can only be observed by silence. Sounds of ten working laundry machines, of playing pool, of fire alarm in the midnight, of shouting kitchen are belonging to school accommodation. Sounds of drunken old man’s rap, of crazy clubbers, of freezing body, of vomiting are better not to mention too often. Sound of my time is oblivious without these sounds. |
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