Muddled Voices

I hear the muddled voices

Through the wall,

Sisters winding down from

A day full of togetherness.

Some nights the talking

Goes on,

Other nights they’re out

As fast as the lights.

Some day in the future

These moments will

Be a distant memory

Of the loved shared

Across their beds

In their own corner

Of the world.

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