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 Didn't I used to speak that language? Excited in the presence of something that I think can't be real, I shape a reply, but I have no voice. My words will be wrong, unwanted. I am trained to silence. That language is dormant and buried in salt. I will struggle for hours after, searching for the lost cadence. I am a pretender. Not my accent. Mimic.

And because I don't remember how to say, "don't go when I have just found you," I have no power to make a sound. 



Date: 2013-05-24 02:09 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] italiceyeball
And yet-

There is power in these silent sentences.

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