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JustNik · 51-55, F
My girls laughing. Rain. Thunder. The birds singing at dawn. The rushing of the river in the spring when it’s full. Mourning doves. The crunch of walking through leaves in the fall. The hiss of tires on wet roads. And the sound of those slow drifting snowfalls in winter that’s really just such a profound quiet that it’s like a sound. If that makes sense.