Words are blameless in their form,
yet heavy fall the wrong phrases when spoken.
In graceful descent come those desired,
all dependent on quiet agreement
met between the eyes.
Diving off of tongues,
boldly forward forage words in their form,
and when discovered in time that no agreement is made,
blame falls at their feet,
for fear of recognizing the fault of me.
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Hello! My name is Mitch Worden, and I spend my days as a student, employee, exercise enthusiast, music reviewer, and poet! At the present time, I'm using WordPress to branch away from other websites and exhibit my own works by themselves. I hope you like what you read, and thank you for stopping by!
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Nice hook at the end.
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Thank you!
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You have such a great way with words! Loved it😊
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That means a lot to me, thank you!
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LOVED!
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You have some fantastic phrases
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Thank you! ❤
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