Kindly move my silent words to actions
Stick them in the honey jar to not waste
No bug or fly may pollute this taste
It savors strength, silent operations
Raced they're heart, battling those infections
Don't fret against blades of a frightful skate
Your memory will never be erased
Of undeserving but learning attentions
Placemats won't be pulled out, under glass
Be strong, no matter if you are broken
Called a band-aid, it protects any tacks
Once the minutes go by and are tokens
Gently put a band-aid to those attacks
And converse with depths of they: the broken.
-Mallory
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