some time ago we found the words
the old speech that reawakened our voices
deep within the centuries it had lain buried
covered over with time's great silence
until the moment was right

when all the usual words failed
when this language we stumbled through
our entire lives just gave up
and we became mute, the inability to speak
left us searching for a new sound
some clearer tone with a purer pitch
and a rhythm all our own

then as a wave it washed over us
drowning out the silence we were flailing in
and as we spoke, we expanded
a new language, two bright voices
these lilting tones rolled from our tongues
and set the air electric, a fierce energy
revolutionizing this fragmented space around us
until we splinter, crystalline sparks
that melt under the brilliant sun

we become endless
an undying, inseparable voice
that lingers when thought has long since departed
pristine breath on the cold edge of infinity
we are vapor
we are existential
we exist, indefinite

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