Words
The clothes we wear. The whispers we hear. Takes the actions . Nobody is perfect yet in our mind we want to try. We chose to eat words instead. Words that eats all the joy in a person; fat, ugly, oversized. What can we do to prevent these words into our lives? Many have done and many is curious but yet come to become.
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