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Sep 16
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 wordsΒ Β &
treasured by an equal
may the fluent learn
and learn well
lauren
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lauren  26/F/cle
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