Comfort

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When things get to loud
Or i cant handle all the stuff
I like to cover my ears
I sit there my hands over my ears, and enjoy the comforting silence
I listen to the muffled yelling and conversations around me, glad that I am safe now.
The silence fills my head and my heart beat slows
I take deep breaths and bask in the warm, quiet
Comfort

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