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Where Are YouWords of clay Words of brick Words of rock Where are you Words of beauty Where are you Words of hate Words of lust Words of envy Where are you Words of love Where are you I will wait I have time I will wait For only the words of beauty and love have any meaning to me for they are the way life should be, the world should be Beauty - Love... Robert Hayden Pursell 07 November 2004 Vote for this poem
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