You speak a thousand languages.
You speak a thousand languages.
You're talking.
Your face creates a thousand people
and it's only you
who's speaking.
Gestures of your hands are loud,
as is the shrugging of your shoulders.
You speak a thousand languages.
I close my eyes,
and hear a thousand tones.
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