She swallowed her truths, softened her voice,
Dimmed her light to blend with the town’s peace,
But it never worked, despite her choice.

In the quiet of waves, she found her voice,
A sailor at sea, where her soul could release,
She swallowed her truths, softened her voice.

The wind in her hair, the sea’s steady noise,
Brought freedom, where doubts once sought to cease,
But it never worked, despite her choice.

On the vast, open waters, she could rejoice,
Her spirit untethered, her heart found its peace,
She swallowed her truths, softened her voice.

No more was she muted, no longer a noise,
The sea whispered truths, and her heart found its release,
But it never worked, despite her choice.

Now, with the waves, she would fiercely rejoice,
A splash of red on the endless, calm seas.
She swallowed her truths, softened her voice,
But the boat set her free, and gave her release.

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