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Told Me To

I have nothing to say
But they force me to speak

And try as they may
I will not reveal what they seek

Why? You ask
Because he told me not to utter a phrase

To be silent every minute until my last
But I so long to leave this mess of a maze

Oh to be selfish or selfless
Our minds may die wondering which is best

But neither will end in a peaceful bliss
Nor a softened rest

But why should it matter?
He's gone

He alludes to the hatter
Having tea on the lawn

Now that's serene
Even if it is just my imagination at play

It's a beautiful end, that scene
A lovely if not shattered pathway



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