The Plan

A voice is silent in this yelling spell
Eyes open ears
While a tongue breaks the heart
Healed by drying tears.
And whispers in the leaves
Fall like screams
Just like the memory
Soaked by dreams.
And I’ll wake
Just like times before
But gone to the wisdom
Or hope for more.
Where is this then?
And why will it be?
Lost in the answers…
Drowned by the sea.
This puzzle
Owned by the plan
Destined to become
Unstoppable by man.

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