The problem with wordsIs that they wouldn’t obey. And you didn’t listenTo what the words didn’t say. The problem with wordsIs they get stuck.Caught in my throatAnd the words back up. The problem with wordsIs when they need to love, they hate.Or they’re too soft, or too thin,Or too little too late. The problem with wordsIs …
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