Neither stone
Nor iron
Nothing is hard
Except harsh words.
Harsh words are
Not the words of love
Not the words of pure heart
Heart is both soft
And hard according to time.
At times hard is
Also necessary
For welfare
And it is fair.
What is fair
That is to know
Knowing is life, my dear
It is not at all flexible
Though not harsh hard
And though not rigid.
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