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message

yearningly,I wait for the moment when I shall finally speak those unpronounced words,that have dwelt inside of me for ages
those messages,even incomprehensible to me
yet,they were given to me and only me
obscurely reminding me,that a message lies
awaiting me
they say;these unspeakable words you bear and stuck up in your mind,shall one day,centuries from now,become pan linguistic among the globe and the messages immortal,for as long as humanity exists,the messages shall sure reside in its midst
©okekeemeka