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THESE WORDS - Chisom
Dear child
I send you these words so mild
I send you these words like a king that was promised
I send you these words because
They will never hear you when you call
They will always laugh when you fall
I know the fright in your eyes
I see the flight in your heart
But stop!
I hear your heart beat
I am sending you these words to calm your heart
Take them to the bank they will always have your back
Like dough put them in fire and they will come out whole
Hang these words around your tongue
And they will keep you.
Chisom
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