Free as can be,
A sight of the sea.
What could this be?
This strange plea?
through the gates of my soul,
I feel the tears of joy soar.
As I stand by this scene,
I cant help but believe,
we would all stop,
and freeze on our feet,
If for once,
we could just open our hearts and see.
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Poetic Music
PoetryA collection of poems written to soundtracks which are there for you to play.