It is all this miscommunication we share.
I don’t speak your language,
We haven’t learnt to trust yet.
I should study the charts
Or see the future in stardust,
While I’m looking for an infallible guide
Between the heart and the soul,
The sigils and runes,
False prophets, false starts,
Magic and bones.
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