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She missed the quiet
not the kind found in forests
but the peace spun from the hum
of tires on pavement
a beat of jump rope
slapping against sidewalk
girlish voices singing in time
laughter drifting through windows
bacon sizzling
to the velvet of Billie Holiday
urging listen
let your heart rest
eased
you belong here

April 2015
Julie Ayers
NaPoWriMo Day 30

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