I saw today two sparrows communicate
they vented sorrow, they let out grief;
They vented all that mutilate relief
They broke all silence
and made way through
Nor through the woods
nay the cannabis
They sounded their hearts
they sounded their souls
They parler love,
they parler trust
they parler sympathy
that neutralize all apathy.
We unlike them,
Relations in silence hem.
We nurture love
we caress mate
What diverge it takes, is that
we don't communicate.
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