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Looking At Your Language by Tavia

The shapes of your language’s letters remind me of the swirls

and shapes of music, and even though nothing plays,

I can still hear it.


Your words look like jewelry that shines, shaped like spiral diamonds


If I could translate, I think you might be saying “Thank you”


I would love to say to you in my language, “I wish the violence and war

was over, I hope the pain will go away and will not come again”