If I were to write, would it really matter?
I suppose so; I hope so,
Because I am writing right now.
If I were to see the world, would it really matter?
I should think so; I believe so,
Because the world means so much to me.
If I were to laugh, would it really matter?
I think so; I wish it so,
Because I really like to laugh.
If I were to love, would it really matter?
Of course, I know so.
Because love is seen in words, and laughter, and the world.
All of that matters.
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Truth
PoetryA miscellany of things and other things that may or may not be of the sort.