Food, cloth and shelter is not
What you need,
To remain alive happy
It's just a word to heal.
A word in your joy
A word in your sorrow,
Just a word that
You need not borrow!
A word so kind,
A word so pure,
A word that reminds you
All of your own.
But the world is not so kind
And the word isn't so blind
It's all written somewhere
Who gets the word, who is just dying!
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This poem is for all those who are alone. Those who didn't receive anyone to share their pain, their sorrow, their happiness or their success..
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