Sonically sealed

Distractions attack us every day

If it’s not quiet outside and it’s not your fault, find your supreme

Spot and

Try muting it by playing music of your own choice through the speakers

Rather loud so that it can be heard by the abusers of your silence

And in your head, everything may change, just like headphones with white noise app or earplugs

Can diffuse any evil energy radiating in the genes of society never

Taught the right things, only how to make noise using the power of their engines

It’s not their fault, but why do we have to live next to them? They have different values, a different approach to everything

On earth than any intellectual, bookish person scrupulously sowing seeds so

Never underestimate the weight of noise in its weakest form

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