And see what sticks. It's usually not much,
But then again, that they can stick at all
Is still a miracle. If I can touch
Not even souls, but simply minds, with this
It would be more than I would call enough.
Communication brings a kind of bliss
That can be called on when the going's tough
And thus, if I, when throwing words out, can
Make any difference to anyone
It's more than worth the doing. I began
By throwing words, but by the time I'm done
I hope to catch a few as well, and hear
What others say, and what they too hold dear.
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