Futile Words

Words we hear, thoughts unheard

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Words we speak.
Words we know.
Words they hear,
yet understand so little.

Words we hear,
thoughts unheard.
Words we listen,
their meaning ignored.

Words we say,
over and over,
hoping they know,
what I mean.
But my feelings are not in words.

In breaths between them,
they lie,
soft and unheard,
coming up,
uninterrupted, uncalled.

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