Way-words

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When I am sad

When I am feeling bad

My way out is shelter

Find it, in words.



If they are not loud

They are scripted drive,

No, pretend.

Voices for the eyes

Read or not read it.



When I am sheltered

When I am feeling secured

My way in is heart

Share it, in words.



If they are not silent

They are prosaic verse

Like breaths.

Memoir’s for the nose

Smell or not smell it.



When I am in heart

When I am feeling opposed

My way out is tolerance

Spread it, in words.



If they are not sung

They are the very spokes

Make notes.

Ears for the mind

Hear it or not hear it.

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