When the music fades,
There is only silence,
Until a small voice breaks the undying silence of the moment.
Stopping the fog from rolling in,
Piercing the darkness with a bright light and letting the eyes
Your bright orbs that hold love and hope are finally un-veiled.
Your voice is free to speak again,
Without the stuffed cloth in the mouth
Let your voice ride the winds with your choice of words.
Stop the violence,
Use your un-bound hands and feet to seperate fighters and bring
You are FREE go and make the best of it.
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