And I need not theirs either
As they are mere words
I need not to talk politics
As my silence has enough of it.
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that there is no such thing likea half lie while a bitter truth ishidden in a sweet lie but a white lienever put under black truth as thereno such thing and it always comesout and comes out in black only
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I put some seed of loveBut weeds grew too fastThough I used herbicideBut they know how to surviveI threw out the rose, now I loveThe weeds for their survival instinctAnd power to grow everywhereWithout following any rowMy mind follows the heartAnd grows too fast like weedsTo pervade to hoverThe minds and soulsOf people all over.
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I am deceived by it many timesOnce it had seated meOn a branch of a fig treeAnd waited me for longFor the flowersIt would bloomAnother day it had laid meOn a corner of a bedAnd waited me for longFor the milk of loveIt would bring from the butts of a henAt the endI had given…