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Static Whisper
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Once upon a midnight dreary,
the television whispered, barely audible,
between the lines of static and the hush of empty channels,
a language only understood in the silence of the night.
It spoke of forgotten shows, retired news anchors,
and commercials lost in time,
echoing a past that once was,
preserved in the static whisper.
Copyright ©
Sara Etgen-Baker
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