I am invisible like a sound wave: You simply cannot see me
But do you hear me? Listen closely
I am that mini cry that makes all your hairs on your body stand up
I am that micro sob that sends shivers down your spine
I am that nano weep that makes your heart skip a beat
Despite that you have refused to hear my pain, my agony, my reality
Does sound exist if we do not hear it?
Does my agony exist if we do not acknowledge it?
In this space, my cries, sobs and weeps reverberate without end
I am not just one, we are many
Our echoes are amplified by each other, circling around you
We surround you and make you feel without having to acknowledge
Yet you still donít see us
Just a distorted version of us
An ASMR experience of a rice cooker choir.
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