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The Speaking Idol

You always stand tall, Oh! My speaking Idol. Whenever I score null, You save me from near fall. You motivate when I sit dull, Say don't stop,learn to crawl. Only I can hear you in all, Rest are abided by the protocol. You are not just a symbol, Oh! My speaking Idol. I am blessed to receive your call, Which sounds sweet like a waterfall.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 8/20/2024 5:41:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Alok Kahali
Date: 8/22/2024 8:00:00 AM

Thanks for your kind appreciation....