With Paper and Pen
Last night my lips sought a murmur
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My heart wanted to break out into song
The most passionate melody
Desired to become song in the ear of my silence
A great spirit came out of the heart of the river
My brittle self sought harmony
I myself came from this figure’s narrow confines
I wanted to start a broad existence
A hidden force in my tongue
Could conjure rhymes
Many colourful words in the continent of my imagination
Opened their wings as if to fly
How happily I celebrated with paper and pen
Last night my lips sought a murmur
2002
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