everyday i sit and creat a make believe world
world where words play roles
words i speak
and
words i think you will speak
sometimes words are my master
sometimes i make them my server
world in this words populus is beautiful
my world better be soft lovely and innocent
no word ever jump out to scare
no word is rude shameless rowdy
world on a page starting with word love............! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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