by Leont Etiel
Twilight is creeping
My lips make a silent sound
I have a silent thunder 
Everyone has a silent thunder 
However sometimes you don’t feel it 
Its name is freedom 
You, walk to the twilight 
The wind into your face 
It will bring the feeling of freedom
We have a silent thunder 
Inside of us
Inside of us
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