One Kind Word
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Scattered seeds of a thoughtful word
Though the sowing may seem in vain
When fearing kindness goes unheard
With no condition left to gain
Gentle words may fall like the rain
Upon a vacant lot they grow
Will they bloom? We may never know…
Yet worth pure gold, if given chance
To grow strong roots, to spread, to hold
To change the world, on passing glance
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