(in a language of simple such color; vibrations and layers. this is what it translates too)

Harul So now a bit of translation…

Of this slight touch, pursed lips of frown

Still of pause… now… here it is

again.

again.

again.

Understand world.

It is not nor can the hold of eternity

be answered

as in my heart

i called you before you were born

sacrificing a sliver of my heart.

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