asheena
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He sits with the pleasurw of a book that defines
He creates a vision to refine
Drive
He invites the words to soak in his minds pool
He amuses words with the ability to respect knowledge
His life is paid because he nurtured
Drive
His seat was his soul to recover what the world lost
The word he uncovered was
Love
So he walked away knowing all words from the book
His name is dictionary
He is my son
And his drive is
Love
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love_supreme says: This is an excellent write. |
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