Poetry: “The quiet”

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The quiet

There’s no peace
To be had
In the bustle
Of the streets
No reprieve
For the senses
In the shops
Spreading out

Close your eyes
Shut your ears
It’s no use
None at all
For in urban
City life
Is where quiet
Goes to die

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