The Aftermath of Valentine's Day ?
At 8 am this morning, I came across these flowers on an empty street corner, petals fluttering in the breeze. Who had thrown them in the trash? A heart-broken boy, or a wounded woman? I wonder.
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"I think I will do nothing for a long time but listen, And accrue what I hear into myself...and let sounds contribute toward me. I hear the sound of the human voice...a sound I love, I hear all sounds as they are tuned to their uses...sounds of the city and sounds out of the city...sounds of the day and night..." -Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
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