Whispering of the Fools


Whispering, they leave

Whispering, they sighs

Be alert as those whispers are fatal

With yourself as a falling petal.

Wondering, I wander

Wondering, I smile

Foolishness is a mortal weapon

With blades that may give you a bacon

Or a fragile wound that may cause obliteration.

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