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language
March 20, 2017
the guts to spill my mouth
i heard your laugh
that whisper
even the winking of your
withering eyes were a sign
a sign of unspoken words
those melted with smell
of your sweat
starry night with the banging wind
when i hold your hand
when i stared at those eyes
we were communicating
you spoke a different language
but it gained pace with the language of
wind,stars,ocean
i know this feeling before
i understand nature
i understand you
neverthless we speak
the same language
© Anonymous
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