Words, Oh words!
Words to open,
Words to hear,
Words of happiness,
Words on tears;
We have so many words,
Oh Words,
Words to bear!
Words today,
And for tomorrow...
So many words we have,
But all are hollow.
Since I’ve burned all my tears,
There’s no word for sorrow,
Nor there’s any other word to follow.
And this is left of all:
The word I have,
And the word I gave,
All of them,
Seems to leave me at morrow.
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