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Words / Less / More

My words are less,

Than the drops that pour,

Giving me no reason,

To let you know,

The intensity of thoughts,

That the mind holds,

To say the right things,

And sometimes to say no more,

As every thing I would say,

Is said by the world,

Like some things, some times,

Are pretty cold,

To accept them and to hold them close,

To protect them and to make them bold,

To face the drizzle,

To be something more,

Even if the words are less,

You got to write them more.

 
 
 

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