FREAK OF CHOICE

When the wind is so loud

That nobody would hear,

Why do we scream to the absent ear?

Why do we reach for the mountaintop,

With our eyes so bright, yet our legs still crossed?

Why do we love so hard, make friends, just to crack their shell, and leave them again?

Where are we going, and when exactly does it end?

We shout out the answers to the deafening wind.

 

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