a mouth that whispers in an ear
may think that no one else will hear
but echos in that canyon never cease
but raise your voice without a fear
while shouting at a lunar sphere
i promise you the moon will keep the peace
for words do not lay down to rest
its far off journeys, they like best
to think this is a lie is quite absurd
for folks must get things off their chest
but if you tell the sky, you're blessed
i promise you the stars won't say a word
a secret, told, is always lost
if human ears it does accost
it starts reverberating like a bell
but never does that line get crossed
if up into the air, its tossed
i promise you the wind will never tell
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