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I speak with the words
Of a songbird
My tone can be
Pleasing to the ear
Though my thoughts are
Blurred
By our differences
I talk with the rhythm
Of a remixed song
My tongue navigates the path
Between here and there
Trying to unlock
The secret to
Duality
I play with the language
Of a foreign dimension
My work is
Black upon white
Where 3D depth
Is not enough
To decode what's going on, and
I speak with the words
Of both worlds
To the point
Where I am
Forgetting
Which one I belong in.
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