A summer Sunday
My dress of pale lavender
They tell their secret to me for they know I cannot tell
So states a girl who cannot speak
Winter serenity
The snow as a doves wing
The winter air bites like the creature that haunts us
So states a girl who cannot speak
A sorrowless child
My mind a turtles shell
My face shall show no emotion
For I am a girl that knows no sorrow
So states a girl that cannot speak
Triumph
The towns people free
And all of this because of me
So states a changed girl
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