I hear your voice
I hear his voice
their words
we are
for each other
for others
for the bird singing at 4 a.m
we are for memories
we are in the mind
through languages
outside and inside
of our warm hands
we exist in different states
building wooden bridges
saying a prayer for lost things
look into their eyes
the pupils widen
there is so much to keep alive
the words breathe
and look back at us
lift them from the ground
and give back a clear voice
to those who fight in silence
May 16
May 16, 2026 at 11:24 PM UTC
I hear your voice
I hear his voice
their words
we are
for each other
for others
for the bird singing at 4 a.m
we are for memories
we are in the mind
through languages
outside and inside
of our warm hands
we exist in different states
building wooden bridges
saying a prayer for lost things
look into their eyes
the pupils widen
there is so much to keep alive
the words breathe
and look back at us
lift them from the ground
and give back a clear voice
to those who fight in silence
for bekahalle
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