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(After Razmig Davoyan, Armenian poet)

Voices, sounds,

never die, but

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travel, travel.

Once uttered

the words echo

sigh after sigh

in waves of sound

around the world

and return.

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Or perhaps

wait on top

of the trees

to pounce

like leopards

and repeat and repeat

what you never

meant to speak.

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