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Mind thinks of heart
And heart searches its soul
Soul gets soothed
When meets thee alone
Spell sweet words, it can heal the pain
Unsaid words do increase the pain
Pain of body can be seen and healed
Pain of heart remains concealed
Pains do hurt, it is the fact unveiled
And increased if loving words fail
It's good to let words express
If kept deeper, it feeds stress
Gracious words do heal the soul
Unsaid words make a hole
Words give way to one's hidden thought
Words of love are life to the rot.
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