we grasp with trembling hands -
to create meanings
and construct realities;
Little do we realise
how we are pulled into
the whirlpool of language,
where we wrestle in vain
to avert miscommunication;
With each stumble and falter,
we persist in refining our speech
seeking to mend every rift
and articulate every pause.
Yet, in our quest for perfection
we fall deeper into language’s vast abysses.
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