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There is man in the first floor of the building, we lend him our eyes because he'd got no use for our ears. He tells life with vivid motions, stories through fingers and expressions; he's got a joy for life and it's apparent from his actions. He puts me to shame as I try to convey life with all this intricate words; I say meretricious, he waves his hand away I say despondent, he shakes his head in dismay I say exuberance, but all he has to do is smile. There's a savant in the first floor of the building. He's merry and jolly, reminding everyone with a gentle smile that sometimes words are not enough, reminding us that although the pen is mightier than the sword actions speak louder than words.
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 1:12 PM UTC
The man in the first floor
There is man in the first floor of the building, we lend him our eyes because he'd got no use for our ears. He tells life with vivid motions, stories through fingers and expressions; he's got a joy for life and it's apparent from his actions. He puts me to shame as I try to convey life with all this intricate words; I say meretricious, he waves his hand away I say despondent, he shakes his head in dismay I say exuberance, but all he has to do is smile. There's a savant in the first floor of the building. He's merry and jolly, reminding everyone with a gentle smile that sometimes words are not enough, reminding us that although the pen is mightier than the sword actions speak louder than words.
This is for Joe Coles "Write for me part IX" Also, this is a piece insipired by a real person and he's brilliant and now he'll be immortalized here.
#words#joecole
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28/F/American
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 1:12 PM UTC
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