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there's a language i speak
 with every word quick and easy
 and yet meaning words i can't translate

there's a language i speak
with fancy words and elaborate gestures
that mean too-simple things

there's a language i speak
that goes unsaid,
with hugs you can't feel but are as real as could be

there's a language i speak
with bittersweet words, because
i won't hear you say this language we speak

there's a language i speak
that outsiders don't understand,
 it's all inside jokes and platonic i love yous

there's a language we speak
and it is ancient, it is new, it is ours
and i would never teach it to the world

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