Upon the scene words have burst
As to my soul I quench the thirst
Alas the means of how to say
Things I never thought convey
Words entangle twist and turn
Breach a depth no longer burn
The mind and heart can now be free
Oh tortured one no longer be
Age a passion can bestow
When all else becomes a foe
For now the means to love and feel
Knows no barrier to proper heal
Thoughts to conjure and reflect
Put words to flight for circumspect
Peace within me comes to fore
Contentment brings me to its shore
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