Words are great forces in the realm of life: Be careful of their use. Who talks of hate, Of poverty, of sickness, but sets rife These very elements to mar his fate. When love, health, happiness, and plenty hear Their names repeated over day by day, They wing their way like answering fairies near, Then nestle down within our homes to stay. Who talks of evil conjures into shape The formless thing and gives it life and scope. This is the law: then let no word escape That does not breathe of everlasting hope.
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