Sounds of glory escape me,
I believe in only silent poetry,
Nothing changes ever really,
Only the pitches,
At which the ignorant sing,
Yet silence brings peace,
And peace fights for love,
And love is the song that keeps me,
As I breathe I feel my this beat,
To which I sing this symphony,
High pitched sounds, echo in this place,
The dreams inspiring us,
Here we fiercely chase,
The song of tomorrow,
Is my melody, as today I celebrate,
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