A Mixture of Honey Tongue and Poison
I know evil as an habit
Not from devil
But from the people
As a nature & culture.
People like flowers without scent
Sight without beauty.
It’s just a mixture of opening the teeth & tingling the nose
It lasts 3 secs.
A mixture of bliss & hardship,
A mixture of poison & good honey tongue,
If a good comes from them
Fear a recurring evil.
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