into common sense for instruments
that can learn to play themselves
often the tones are honed by a certain
mountain range or upland pasture
but do you think you are bigger than language
which so far has evaded how many
thousands of attempts to hold it
to its words though I am comforted
that everything is being written down
even if by writing we mean typing
comforted that not a single handshake
is lost not a single embrace or kiss
in the land where languages are born
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