Sounds. They are all over the place. People. They are making noises all the time. With their mouth. Their feet. Hands. Cars. They roar. Birds. They sing. Stars. They shine bright. Street signs. They give off directions. Objects. Imagines for you to see. You hear them. I don't. You see them. I don't. You take things for granted. I cherish. You enjoy. I get angry. Food. To me, it fills the empty feeling. Feed the anger. Create comfort. Gives me something I can taste, feel, see, and create. Fitness. To me, my escape. Feeds me. Pushes me. Challenges me. Comforts me. Being hard of hearing, sucks. Hearing aids, great tools. But still suck. Big. Ugly. Expensive. Pain to care for. However, creates sounds (even if it's not every sound to be heard). Lets me communicate with my mouth and not with my hands. Lets me be part of today's society. Lets me hear music. Hear my kids. Hear my friends and family. Hear laughter. Hear cries. Having Ushers, sucks. No glasses can fix it. You trip. You fall. You bump. You look drunk. You get frustrated. You get sad. You get piss. You hurt. To have both, you feel as if you been robbed. You wish. You hope. You pray. You cry. You scream. You hit. You run. You smile. You encourage. You push forward. You become strong. You fight. You laugh. You motivate. You dream. You cherish. You forgive easier. You embrace. You laugh more. You cry more. You see beauty in everything, always. You. Just. Be. You.
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