No one notices the screams of chaos,
Dogs barking, loud music, racing cars,
And loud people.
No one notices the serenity of nature
As she chirps her songs through the
Crickets and toads.
No one notices her whispers
In the dead of night.
In all the chaos of the city
She is still loud enough
To make her voices heard.
They are faint but if you listen
Hard enough you can hear.
You can hear and find
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