Fearful of broken feathers, 

flying above the thoughts of you, 

above traumas, 

above sadness, 

above broken hearts, 

cause no love is ever silent. 

What you need is a midnight moon,

 to let it carry you,

 to eternity.

 A whisper from the heavens,

 to your heart: 

     With love, 

     everything is going to be okay.

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