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Strange Word

Sometimes i feel like laughing at the world. Not because i hold it in my hands, Or i have it in my arms. Not that i have any command over it Not that i can say a word against it Perhaps i can't But i can say a word to it. My voice ain't that loud enough But am sure i can try to shout Those with ears will hear the real words Those with feelings will feel their real breeze Those with eyes will see their reality Those with noses will smell their real scent.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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