but very sharp, fast, but not constant sound at the bottom. Somewhere there the car passed, after two minutes the second passed. Is it because of them that I can not hear birds singing? The third car passed by. It's strange, because I do not even hear people. People are loud, often even brazenly loud, I hear them even when I do not want it. And now only cars, although, no, the trolleybus, it seems, was also. Yes, as it was, the sound is so long. I feel something else, it's some kind of vibration, a knock. I seem to envelop the waves, but not water, but sound ..
I'm not there anymore. I'm no longer outside, I'm inside, I'm in my room. My mother came in and I was back in my room. I love my mother so much, her voice. I do not know exactly how she looks, but I'm sure my mother is the most beautiful in the world. She said that it's too early to get up and at such a time, I definitely will not hear the singing of birds. I like birds. Mom says that they are all different colors and shapes. I guessed this, though, because they have such different voices. I'll go to bed, I love dreams, because thanks to them I learned how the world looks.
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