Silence plays with us
As if we were alone
In worlds so dangerous,
We're part of waves and stones.
You whisper late at night
How long you have been,
Reality's so bright,
It's made of solemn scenes.
We dance before we're lost
In cities carved from grief,
And our feathers toss
The lightness of beliefs.
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