Two Duets and a Quartet

A poem

Inside two ladies from El Salvador natter
As they clean.
Outside a set of mourning doves
Oboes a rift.
Only listening for the direction the sound comes from
Can I tell which pair is which.
Writing you, forgetting to listen,
In the background, a quartet.

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