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by Strider   Oct 14, 2006


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The sound of a thousand silences
Cradles the thought of insecurity
The voices of a hundred angels
Create an endless fantasy

Dancing dreams into silent sighs
Singing birds in blinding skies
Swimming souls cloud all hate
Soaring eyes forget all fate

The beating of an angel’s heart
Puts all the world at peace
The touch of a gentle wind
Changes night into a shapeless dream

Crying skies dance to their tune
Sighing eyes sing to the moon
Swaying waves are sailing free
Final thoughts for you and me

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