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No seen then heard, no the binding for never, no the ending of what could be.
Yes the allowing, yes the start of something new, yes the answer to renew.
So with the speech that roams, thought's thrown, should we wonder, when the tide of expression ends. Where the beginning is the end. The answer no one really knows, only the lonely, stale minded rash of wasted words, fable wearer's, the lover's of lie, will never try.
To answer, or accept the consequence of when to accept yes or no .

Description
No seen then heard, no the binding for never, no the ending of what could be.
Yes the allowing, yes the start of something new, yes the answer to renew.
So with the speech that roams, thought's thrown, should we wonder, when the tide of expression ends. Where the beginning is the end. The answer no one really knows, only the lonely, stale minded rash of wasted words, fable wearer's, the lover's of lie, will never try.
To answer, or accept the consequence of when to accept yes or no .