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who can understand stillness bears the weight of words places used to be sweetest songs I never heard swelled to fill each page took for lines this meager verse kept the tongue from telling other melodies rehearsed days beget ten thousand suns thoughts within them sealed worlds begin and end in time words made flesh revealed to eyes beholding truth unscathed when love was left at heavens gate took the road into the night discovered destiny or fate no more or less was right made wrong or hell for heaven trade was dark alone when light was come for souls bent unafraid loving words still echo home returned as truth we swore held to more than promises were ways we walked before no more or less was right made wrong or hell for heaven trade was dark alone when light was come for souls bent unafraid to paths of fate and halls to where a destiny need never know silence haunts the lowly heart with dreams too dear to hold
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