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Once spoken,
you can't take it back,
its the wind that troubles the calm sea,
the anchor that hold the ship still.
It sets ablaze, it quenches the flame.
Its like the knife that pierces the heart, and the balm that heals the wound.
Wars twitch between nations; through it,truces are made.
The world will be a drudging place without it.
It brings love and peace to the troubled heart,
Pain and sorrow to the merry soul.
regardless, through it the earth was formed
and everything therein.
Let your utterance be the Flames that illuminates the dark.
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