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Hunger, silence, fear-
Their terror lies in absence-
Of a homely meal, of a beloved voice, of a hand to hold.
How then to capture, with only the mortal's tool
(graphite and what was once a tree)
The epitome of alone?
Their terror lies in absence-
Of a homely meal, of a beloved voice, of a hand to hold.
How then to capture, with only the mortal's tool
(graphite and what was once a tree)
The epitome of alone?
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Nice. This may sound a little weird, but may I have your permission to translate this into one of my conlangs and post it on a forum? I'll link it to you with full credit of course. Pretty please? (>_<)