Wreck Wild Words©

Wild words wreck

And push people apart

Words work hard to be inerrant

The stuck seek to serve the errant

Words are made empty

Impatience becomes the enemy of time

And the sounds of sweet nothings no longer chime

Treat this time not as impiety

Words demand that you feel

What you feel commands how you heal

You must come out from inside to serve the present

Only the words you need have the power to become prescient

Wreck wild words

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