The ear catches sound like a delicate little drum, but loud noise can tear at it slowly, like a constant drip wearing down stone.
I see my boy with his headphones, and I worry—his world of music is the same as those wedding DJs, a slow *bhul* for his future hearing.
Yet, in our town’s quiet, I also know he needs that escape; sometimes what saves your peace now can cost it later.
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