O, what I understood
In understanding understanding
O, what I understood
In understanding what I misunderstood
O, what I understood
Claiming to understand, what she misunderstood
Could I so understand
Of what I understood
My understanding of her understanding
Never touched her ever
So, misunderstood, of her misunderstanding
O, what I understood
With ears on those muted melodies she understood
Those voices I left dangling as orphans, in the past
While curling into my shells painted in anger
Composing songs, of our misunderstandings
O, what I understood
In understanding understanding
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