Drought of Words

May 1, 2011
Words spoken aloud are scripted
Thoughts are kept secret; encrypted
A novel language, your own set of runes
Creating your own collection of stars & moons
Because in this season of words there is a drought
Paths covered, with bits of thoughts strewn about
Perhaps being lost may be a new trend
For each path attempted is met with the same dead end
Many minds stripped of their power to construct explanations
Left at the brink of dehydration

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