useless
Wings upon which emotions fly;
My words shaped into wells of water.
Shells of beaches from my past
Memories held, then laid to bed,
As trees felled or stones cast.
Words, raindrops, snowflakes, air:
Stirred and kneaded here or there.
Words unheard, like air unbreathed,
Unbleached and bare; Unheard with care.
Just words...
What could be more useless now.
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