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Block of truth
Word can sharp an quiet like a breeze.
Wird ore harsh an rough like the sand we walk in
Word are a breath of trust an lie.
Word can often Hurt but they speak sudol Truth to heart.
The word we speak can last a generation or millunium through are word an test that spread from them.
For sometime the hardest truth is from the word of the heart.
There sudal an deep.
...Thursday 15th July 2021 9:01 pm
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