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The air encapsulating sound extremes, while vision gathering quites down and carries with it stillness to surround. Does channel imposition to dismay, the sound, my enemy thus often in convey sounds first ~ I hide discretely out of way! Would escalate by choice or lessen ground, the stance I take, my hearing so abound, by reason decimates my hostile round! Repeating hurt, the syndrome so applied, as deaf to spacious loitering's retried seek truth and justice' answer in confide! Sound implements my virtue, or derides ~ so quiet is . . . . the instrument I chide!

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