Shatter
yet words that flow,
the rhyme you know,
forgiveness really matters,
exactly as you try to show,
hatred mind does shatter,
forgive, with love although,
so many curse the latter,
love at end of days you know,
sieve chaff from oats the patter...
be there soul that matters?
Don Johnson
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