Such symbolic sentences...I fancy them. Situations so strange...as well as how I end them. Simple seeking of silence...useless in its longing. Subjugating secrets...cruel in its withdrawal.
Shall we share the shyness? There is plenty for you... Should we show our shallow shells? We will certainly protect you. Shall we scare the separated sons of servants? They never told you. Should we sell selfish souls? I did not mean to punish you.
Which is just? Maybe all of them, if you must.
Which is right? A few of them, if it helps you sleep at night.
Where is she? Right in your heart, I promise truthfully.
-- Yes, I know. Eventually, there will be writing on the wall.