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hidden words and doubt treasure an equal ---- an unspoken language it is known to all and recognized by few that there is a fork in the road and one in the mind one may be rich with law & one formed by mindful pessimism in between we find solace there is peace in the solace languages are spoken by the fluent learned by the voyager caressed by the curious but some languages will never be spoken may they always be stitched with hidden words  & treasured by an equal may the fluent learn and learn well
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Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
solace
hidden words and doubt treasure an equal ---- an unspoken language it is known to all and recognized by few that there is a fork in the road and one in the mind one may be rich with law & one formed by mindful pessimism in between we find solace there is peace in the solace languages are spoken by the fluent learned by the voyager caressed by the curious but some languages will never be spoken may they always be stitched with hidden words  & treasured by an equal may the fluent learn and learn well
lauren-bogar
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Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC
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