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Decipher the meaning as twisted tongues sing silly songs of storms and birds
where every word is nonsense until the proper place and time.
Sing another line.
Write me off or write me out.
It's not about me anymore.
Ships and shores have nothing to do with you or me.
Can't you see?
I'm free from the verses of your undiscerning key;
I deliberately stepped away,
so say what you want to say, it's okay,
as long as you know how far away I've gone from your technicolored dreams
with themes like love and loss
demonstrated by vindication while your purpose is forgotten.
And no one knows that the phrases which are mazes on pages lead to the end
Which lies in your heart.