Translating Sounds
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Soundly listening, just barely,
above the din of a crowded room.
Hearing sounds inside my mind as
they are translated into melodies
that I can understand and begin
to use.
Putting them to words in a myriad
of stanzas, all culminating in
major chords of harmony.
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