Words Are Travelers
Words Are Travellers and Voices Find Their Way
And the truth comes forward one day
Words are travellers, light as the breeze,
They float through hearts with subtle ease.
Voices find their way, they never stay,
And the truth comes forward, clear as day.
Whispers carried from ear to ear,
Secrets unfold for all to hear.
Though silence hides what we might say,
Time will shine and show the way.
"Words have the ability to travel through others. Whatever we say should not be considered a secret, for we must acknowledge that it may reach others through them."
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