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Other Senses
1 min readApr 23, 2019
Gray sky
Wall of clouds
Almost night
I stopped you like a bird in flight.
Your shape has a feeling.
See it once;
See it twice and it suddenly has meaning.
With whispers we’re building a language.
Member-only story
Gray sky
Wall of clouds
Almost night
I stopped you like a bird in flight.
Your shape has a feeling.
See it once;
See it twice and it suddenly has meaning.
With whispers we’re building a language.