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May 2016
She's like thoughts exhaled through the mouth,
Within her breath exhalts the power of life and death;
That she can heal and also hurt is a fact no doubt,
And once spoken she forever exist and never will fret;
As life and spirit even in realms beyond this earth.

Thus, bridle your tongue lest she spits out fire,
Too monsterous to quench over your convicted soul;
Instead before you speak think twice and aspire,
That all your words be seasoned with salt as a whole;
To bless and never to curse should be your goal.
"Although they are only breath, words which I command are immortal " Sappho
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