A Path Through Silence

I do love the sweet songs this silence sings
In time it sets my soul free, soaring high
Chains and binds broken, my hands sting, quills bleed
Poems are my sight, for they bring me to light.
Bit the quiet nights bye, ring of stars await
Swine's feet with a ring, I must now awake
Now set to swing and sway, find my heart beat
A new wing, flip-flop, tick-tock time won't stop
Whistling while I dawdle down this life's wild
Bing! The dawn of life comes with wings to fly.

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