Keeper of secrets, once I had

Of emotion, art, arrogance; Atlantis

Songs of rage, despair, and bliss; Atlantis

So bitter sweet songs of love

Withheld words that made me weep

Words unseen we're the arts within

Designed and symbolized many things

Passion, grace, and melodies; Atlantis

Of harmony, these did awake serenity

Beneath it went, so claimed by fate

So needed strength was

To open and lift the binding gate

Lifting a once sunken city

Upon the surface of the depths

Secrets; a key of sorts

Within laid vivid creativity; unlocked

Unbinding the heart

Freeing the soul


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