The Silent Song

Silent melody, constant allure, anchor in reality
Enduring through better or worse, dreaming of soul’s liberty
Shackles unlocking, burdens evaporating, ship docked at harbor
Salty air lifting, heavy weight gone, journey to new order

Alone, abandoned, weary emptiness seeping into bones
Choice or not, too late to turn back time, enduring atone.

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