When the day begins to move
Noises and voices of thousands
Become common and
I don't want to hear
When the day begins to sleep
Noises and voices sleep with silence
I'm curious to hear and
One can break the night
Surrounded silence
and inside sound
Keep awake my night
I listen and hear and
Everything around inside
Makes strange me
That never special in the day time
Silence of thousands noises and voices
And one sound of the clock
Frightens my heart and
Recall the past that of slept sounds
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