when you are chattering like a pigeon that has not been able to eat
but when you're quiet like an angel who carved gold
in warfare that you shout at it
all becomes apparent and silent sear
in a language, love is war
without conquest and war arrows or swords
within the soul that dumb even if there is love
but you're only a tale of noetic
when the commander to destroy the bond of love border of the city
and when that was destroyed later
but love is still there in silence and language
it was silent during bloom
it's dead also in silent when the future come
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