The Noise Upstairs

The noise upstairs is

deafening and causes despair.

They’re fighting again.

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About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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2 Responses to The Noise Upstairs

  1. barbtaub says:

    Can’t exactly “like” that… 😦

  2. I didn’t want to like this either but the despair provoked a good haiku. 🙂

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