POEMS OF MY GRANDMA WITH DEMENTIA #18/ Words

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How many words lie

in the bottom!

Books, dust ... everything.

How much hope frustrated

for transcending!

What a silent dialogue

waiting for the unknown friend,

to the hand that exhume

the life that beats!

How impossible the sea of letters

where only some

can be!

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