no signs

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its not a place
there's no clock
no stories to tell
there are no vacancies for sale
you don't have to see
eyes you can shut
ther shall be no noise
no voice will be heard
no mind to fill
no weapons for defending
there's no depending
only will you be so strong
the road still leads nowhere
will there be a soul to be released
will ther be a heart to be free
only time occupies and gives no answer