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Manifesto

What if I were sound?

Loud, silent,

An echo bellows,

A transient trance,

Vibrations in the air,

A symphony of a moment—beyond compare.

A winter’s howl, the movement of air,

Roaring as it kisses your ears.

The growl of the storm

Shocks like a superbolt.

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