No More Play
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No more play,
no light word,
let me stride,
and go away.
Any soul whichever it be,
a simple ant or
grass-hopper, flies,
a drone or honey bee,
I try to save if they
come on my way.
I love all, so to say.
Whenever I prepare
something harsh to pay,
I step back, as all are
from god, and will be ever.
who am I to hurt?
There's an integrity,
a fest to be one with the
whole, all of us His part!
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