I went outside

and tried

to notice the voices

of various kinds. 


I heard the grinding

of a machine

that was being

used on a construction site.


I felt the wetness

of the water droplets 

falling from the sky

on my skin.


So, I had to decide 

to come back inside.

I saw a bird hopping

and spreading her cheerful vibe. 


Strangely, it reminded me of a man

who seemed similar

in his humor

to that bird.


It is stranger

that every stimulus,

everything around me

reminds me of his memories. 


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