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fancifalmanima | 3 years ago
Here is a poem in an invented language
Which looks like the French
But the words are different, the sounds unique
And their mysterious and unknown meaning
I walked the streets of the city
I saw the people living their life
I heard the noises and the laughter
And I felt the warmth of life
But when I looked at the words on the posters
I didn't understand what they were saying
And I felt like I was lost
In a strange and unknown world
So I closed my eyes and listened
The sound of the words in my head
And I started to dream
Of a world where words had meaning
A world where I could talk
And be understood by all
A world where words would be magic
And where dreams would be real.
smorrebrod|3 years ago