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Capture on a moment
Like a whisper on a breath
All that slips away
Into places unknown.
All that slips away,
Leave their meaning
Sealed and unfound.
Whispers and breaths
Captured like a moment
Be they intended somethings
To open meanings read
In a Barbaric script.

I have felt the breaths
And heard the whispers,
All the whispers,
All the many whispers.
I should divine them away
But I have grown so tired,
Quite nearly uncaring.

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