Word - Hymn
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Tell me a word
that is not hymn.
Tell me a tree
that is not medicine.
Tell me the name
of a man who is faultless.
Still we praise men,
Still we cut the trees,
Still we misuse words.
It is because
we know nothing
and we think ourselves
great and wise and like to
we live in hypocrisy.
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