To the Polished
Wishes that could not be put into words
and could not even be touched
simply passed through my hands again and again
Only the accumulated silence
tried to convey them in my stead
* featuring Symphonym“Accumulation, technique, transmission”
──The unspoken wishes remained as a tactile sensation
May each of these words
serve as a small creative hint for you, as you create while feeling lost.
#CreativeHint
“Poetry with Poetry”... Index
“Poetry without Poetry” #90 《To the Polished》
* This “Poetry with Poetry” was spun by the generative AI refrain using featuring Symphonym.
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