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The Common Wall

The hardest part about the apartment wall is its solid appearance, because I know my sounds slip through. ¬†And I can’t help but wonder, especially in dead of night (when the silence hangs like a shroud of wool), exactly how much noise escapes me, travels through¬†the confines, settles on the ears of old and young alike who share this common wall…how much of me is broadcast. 79 more words

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