Another Language
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Breathing, eating, speaking,
Reading, working etcetera, etcetera..
Every day moves and ends
In my own mother tongue only
Another language..?
It is like
Picking the star diomonds
With the longest hookstick
From the sky
Why to quit certainty
For a chance
All is yet just a trial of
Chance only
Out of sheer curiosity
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