Words are the borders that we erect
When we would put space; create a place.
Words are the buffer
Also used to divide; to keep inside.
Acts are the honesty
Of what we feel, put to our will.
Acts are the poultice
On the refrain, of the whole world's pain.
Words and acts need to get along
Support each other; become strong
So that our dreams will not go unheard
Put first things first: acts, beyond words.
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