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I Feel Words

I praise the wise and respect the wisdom of every old and young, for when they speak they pave the way to every poem or song. There is a charm in all their words and phrases short or long. In what they say you should believe until you prove them wrong. When wisdom speaks I always listen to thoughts of brilliant minds, just like a gem or precious stone or gold in haunted mines. I feel the words and see them spark in corners everywhere, sometimes I even smell their scent floating in the air. A set of words in form of art could take your breath away, for classy words will make you feel in heaven you want to stay. I wish I was a famous scholar or a poet who plays a part, I like to think I have a say in themes that steal the heart. Even the blind wisdom they see gleaming in the dark, but ignorant words from a stupid fool could tear your life apart. Saleh Ben Saleh

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