Once spoken,
Words perfume the air
Like woodsmoke, like a breath of self that's no longer there.
Such confidence,
Such half-baked truth...
The sound of distant voices mocks the hubris of youth.
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Once spoken,
Words perfume the air
Like woodsmoke, like a breath of self that's no longer there.
Such confidence,
Such half-baked truth...
The sound of distant voices mocks the hubris of youth.