The bird goes tweet
the owl hoots
the secondhand on the clock
goes tick, tick, tick.
A child whispering
a vacuüm humming
a turn signal on a car
goes click. click, click.
A crowd of people talking a mile away
daily annoying sounds that we take for granted
my teenage son heard for the first time today.
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