This library:

The gentle chatter of children,

Then a whisper,

And a giggle,

A howl of wind,

As the big heavy door opens,

Then shuts with a clonk.

The brisk swish of the turning of a page,

There’s the peaceful tap tap tapping of a computer.

Everywhere in the library is so quiet,

Quiet until

The lound beep of the library system.

The peaceful library music is shattered.

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