Twinkling in the billowed breeze,
Set your soul and self at ease.
Whispering words unto the wind,
The thoughts in your head they do spin.
Voices from the far off past,
Shadows of darkness on the heart they cast.
Hear the tome of the silent bell,
No more words shall you tell.
Spoken words so soft and shy,
Forcing tears as you cry.
Silent as the winds of time,
All due to that single chime.
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