Let me tell something
By my chosen words,
I know, though, words
Are not sufficient to
Represent my true thoughts.
I know, no amount of
Chosen words are sufficient to
Enumerate your glory,
I know, you are there to
Pardon me for my
Broken linguistic attempts,
I know you are merciful, my dear,
And you are there to understand me
And accept me beyond my words.
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