Song
I have traveled great length, spent great effort, as least I thought so, just to end up being idle at the destination. Things I wanted to say, no longer comes to mind. Things I wanted to do, I no longer desire. It is a resting place, I need not do nor say anything. In silence, there are no misunderstanding, no contempt. Be attentive to the maestro, for rests are long to count. Let him dictate, for his way is the only way. Then I can play along to his silent love song that lasts forever.
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