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I sleep, I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly.

niaise follows:
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  • early birdies
  • crunching leaves on brick pavement
  • the clingling sound of putting a tea-cup back on its saucer
  • wind rushing through the tree tops
  • shoes on the graveyard gravel
  • trickling rain on the windows
  • squeeks of baby animals
  • the lapping and smashing of ocean-waves on the shore
  • someone practicing an instrument late in the afternoon
  • both the whispers and sleepy breathing of a loved one
  • the "click" a key makes when unlocking a lock
apr 15 2013 ∞
dec 29 2014 +