But both indicate and help us to communicate
So, once symbol wrote to sign
But sign made out of it, nothing
You are a most unfortunate
And I am the worse owner of fate
How can I tell you anything direct?
Read my eyes
Look at my heart
They both tell you something indirectly
And that is also in a nut shell
How can I tell you anything direct?
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