A Poem Titled, “Private Noises”

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Something about all those damn private noises.

The comfortable conversation between three friends that falls into your ears from the balcony two flats above yours. As you lie in bed at 10pm on a Friday night, their noise makes you feel less alone. Not in the physical presence kind of way, but the ‘we’re all in this crazy life…

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Content writer and published author in the plant-based health and wellness sphere. I’m just here to learn! awalkerjones.com

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Alexandra Walker-Jones

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Content writer and published author in the plant-based health and wellness sphere. I’m just here to learn! awalkerjones.com

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