"[...] You are to run free/And to be apprehended only by the ghosts of old age/of the weakenings of things/of the tatterings at the edges of your strength/[...]/That infinity of tears and rage/Can only be met by the gentle, constant ferocity of love[...]/That when you lay your reckless, raging body down/The lightness of your spirit can finally have its say in viceless freedom."
xx,
Kay
P.S. I posted [a video cover of "The Sound of Silence" over here](steemit.com/dlive/@kayclarity/ec7ea270-3927-11e8-8283-8f78150dfecd) and I'd love to share it with you.
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