A good heart seldom has a good head,
Nor kind heart comes with head of high grade,
Good herbs have no good taste,
If good, fails treatment test,
Nature has dancing duals so made.
Pleasure going with pain,
Pleasant sun, pouring rain,
And comes to nought all things created.
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Words well said | 16.11.14 |
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