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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431151" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Day Sounds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431151" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Silence in the city appears to be hard to find<br>The sounds we hear are often raw and unkind<br>There is noisy traffic that is violent and demanding<br>And the cries of the engines are loudly expanding<br>Hot mufflers expose of evaporating dark fumes <br>Rising up as smog like the towering stones of tombs</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431151" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Traffic lights are humming to a buzzing steady tune<br>While street vendors offer goods in the afternoon<br>The sewers are hissing when releasing warm steam<br>Surrounded by laughing tourists eating ice cream<br>The cooing of pigeons is heard wherever you go<br>People in line are conversing while waiting for a show</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=431151" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Water is pounding against the concrete bank of the river<br>The brakes of trucks are grinding as they revolt and quiver<br>Then the whistle from a train echoes in the far distance<br>And the sirens of ambulances deliver firm persistence<br>The noise and motions communicate with us in the city<br>Leaving imprints in our minds of a life that is rather gritty</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Kristina+Louisa+Carr">Kristina Louisa Carr</a></strong></div>