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Words

Inspiration comes like a whispering wind,

I cannot catch it nor can I send,

Urging me to write to an unknown end,

Not just words to follow a trend,

But words of meaning do I extend,

To edify the body not to pretend,

Seeking a message is what I do,

Because without one it is not through,

Better to be silent than to speak without

Cause,

So choose words wisely and to foolishness 

Give pause. 




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