In silence we always understand
In words we try to explain
In talk we remembrance

There is no single thing left
Everything treasured
Well recorded, deeply reminded

It is like telepathy
Two entities communicate
Sometimes without media, without any message

Just understand
Even if we pretend we don’t

We definitely know
We just don’t realize
No, we just don’t trust yet

How can a simple silence interpreted into that much
How can some simple words gaining that much of understanding Maybe it’s just our mind
Constructs a fantasy, a condition that we actually want

But the faith that we’ve been keeping this whole time,
The simple thought
About an acceptance of incompetence,
And an imagination
Of something wonderful
At the end of this road,

Are more than enough to be something to fight for


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