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I cover my ears
My mind was not making firm decisions.
Some work discussions are irritating to listen to.
Opened my ears only to hear birds chirping.
I feel heaven when I listen and go under the trees.

© Manakavingyan

Tuesday, October 1, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,heaven,work
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