For the words, thanks.
I love your words,
The words are up above us,
We should be selective
For our purpose.
We should turn here
We should turn there
And utter words
To enable all to get pleasure
To stay in peace.
Words are ours own,
Be not selfish, my dear,
At any time to give
That are not ours only.
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