the Bard, the Owl and the Words that Went Missing

you took me by suprise and gave me back the words. the mute-face ceases to exist and now this jabbering mouth cant stop yakking away. the walls were fractured in the face of His grace and mercy and i have no fear or skepticism left - of you or anyone else for that matter.

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the Bard findeth the magic words, poetry resounding out of his very lips.
the Owl sits there, captured, enraptured, without any words of her own.

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