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How lucky are we to have this gift of gabb All writers’ rush to keep notes With their pens and a pad There are many that could never see The wondrous talents of we God gave this empowerment For all of us to share For lonely and empty hearted in despair So never draw an end to your words Because there are so many that it serves We bring smiles and laughter abound We bring noise where there was no sound We bring comfort to the sad and the lost We bring inspiration where there was exhaust Words are a powerful instrument Helping to heal the environment

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