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Dostum
Paul
BIANCHI
To know you through a
language not my own
To speak with hesitation, always imprecise, always approximate
Every conversation is a poem full of metaphor and indirect allusion
A game of guessing intents and desires
I cannot cope with a full table at conversation information
overload
I smile weakly and nod appropriately,
I hope
But we know each other better for all the attention we pay each
other's words
From different reference frames we suspend judgement and speak
without fear
And wonder at how such different starting points bring us so
close dostum
BIOGRAPHY
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