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Jul 2011
I wish my words were real.
Make my sounds into statues; make them into buildings.
Make my mumbles into laws; make them into countries.
I could help; I could hurt. My intentions are of the best; that is why you asked me.
I stand before crowds of emptiness hoping I can bring them trust:
trust in their lives; trust in their surroundings; trust in themselves.
We are all beating hearts; we can all beat hearts.
So, take my hand; take my advice.
All anyone needs is a kind word;
all everyone needs is a smile.
Let them trust in you.
Brittany House
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