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I Can Hear




I can hear the cars below and
I can hear the birds chirping above
in their nests
in the tree tops
on the side of this mountain
I can hear the cars roar by
but it only sounds like a fain hum
from the road a thousand feet below
I can hear the rushing water
of the river next to the street below
I can hear the the occasional airplane
I can hear the occasional fly
I can hear the wind against my ear

I look at the cars
and the road
and the trees
and the river
and the sky
and I think that I can hear them all
calling out to me
and sometimes that is enough

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