The wind blows and the trees whisper
The birds fly in to partake in the crowd
No reason why I cannot decifer
What it is they are talking about
The noise numbs my senses
Everything around me stirs
In a chaotic gesture I fall
Bewildered by the sounds and it deters
No longer able to keep the attention
Seeking only of myself
Sanity at the brink of breaking
I hope someone here hears my call
I don't seek the secrets of the world
Nor do I care about it at all
Some people may think that's all that matters
Not to me, not at all
What I seek is for myself
The meaning of love is all
I want to feel the emotion
Not this empty hollowed hall
I face back the trees that whispers
Straining every muscle to hear
I want the answers given to me
Not to guess its meaning, the circulating words I seem to recall
I scream and shout in hopes that soon I'll find out the secret
The meaning of true love
In frustration I give up
Simultaniously the winds die down and the whispers fade
Secret's lost, it has escaped
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