And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below.

"But most importantly, I am free in all the ways you are not."




    

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I have read your lips before, oh the movement was sound.
But sound was all it was.
Sometimes, I wish that all of this was non-existent
The vibrations through the air, they collide with such grace.
Eventually it will become something you despise.
-sound was all it was.
One day, maybe
The earth will take a vow of silence.
And your movements will tell me how you feel.
Let the dreamer, dream
And the nightmares will cure her.
Eventually.