Clarity Through Static
They speak in muffled tones
As if precise words don't belong.
I move in close to comprehend,
But it sounds like imprisoned wind.
I adjust the listeners of my heart;
To feel, to touch, to become a part;
To assist in their efforts to communicate.
There are waves of static to eradicate.
The static is derailed, and clarity prevails.
Mission accomplished! Words, free to sail.
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