Words cannot just escape
Out of her thoroughly sealed mouth
Everything in time changes shape
So she finds a way to let it out
The gate is almost shut
With only two keys left
The other’s lost suddenly
Swallowed accidentally
while hiding from a hostile
The only thing left to do
Is to give a parchment
There lies a cue
Its goal is to leave someone
Whose mood is in need of enhancement
The keeper of the key sprints to the gate
Before everything is too late
Every day, in front of it, lies a letter
Often to make him feel better
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 11:15 PM UTC
Words cannot just escape
Out of her thoroughly sealed mouth
Everything in time changes shape
So she finds a way to let it out
The gate is almost shut
With only two keys left
The other’s lost suddenly
Swallowed accidentally
while hiding from a hostile
The only thing left to do
Is to give a parchment
There lies a cue
Its goal is to leave someone
Whose mood is in need of enhancement
The keeper of the key sprints to the gate
Before everything is too late
Every day, in front of it, lies a letter
Often to make him feel better
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