I have this four-letter word that I hid
This four-letter word, myself can't denied
This is what I have inside,
Revoking in my mind.
This is neither a feeling nor a thing,
Isn't the beginning, isn't an ending,
Isn't something, something like everything?
Like your smile, it's relating.
This word made me lame
When heard this word my eyes see flame
Uttering this word, you look not the same
Beauty in you not likes this four-letter word, your name.
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