One day I had severe pain in my mouth so I went to my dentist.
“Nothing wrong with your teeth” declared the dentist after examination, “but your tongue is oversized and over-agile.” She concluded.
“Scrape it or stitch it but relieve me of pain doctor” I requested earnestly.
“I can’t do that” she continued, “only the highest doctor at the highest hospital can.”
There at the top, the highest doctor without even examining me said, “there’s only one remedy for your ailment: silence.”
“But I’m a singing soul……how can I remain silent?” I protested.
“Speak not anything, talk to none. Only sing the songs of your soul under the observation of your dentist,” advised the highest doctor and sent me down here.”
Who says dreams don’t come true?
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The musings of our souls