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Words


My bod although small,

my words are way greater,

i use them with caution,

for I know their flavor.

I use them to eat,

I use them to barter,

I use them for pleasure,

I use them to fonder,

They come just as easy,

yet also much harder,

they prove to be infinite,

for they are eternal.

 

 

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