
Listen carefully to the wind's breath,
deserts of unearthly silence.
I am blackened by dark words,
ink stained fingers dipped in tar.
Rough contrast of skin and cloth,
wrapped in broken memories.
My silent words spoken.
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Listen carefully to the wind's breath, deserts of unearthly silence.
I am blackened by dark words, ink stained fingers dipped in tar.
Rough contrast of skin and cloth, wrapped in broken memories.
My silent words spoken.
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