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Jun 2020
seven thousand languages
in this very moment
spoken by our kind
seven thousand pillars
of meaning
hello
a little
goodbye
caterpillar
sunny skies
flowing water
giant mountain
ensorcelling eyes
where is Mommy
anyone out there
can you help us
we are hungry
pain for food
make it end
let me rest
take it all
this life
I want
death

and not a single one
to truly mean
the liquid hold
of a tear-shaped eye
technically it's more around 6500 but hey
zumee
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