The crimes of kindness
Not a soul shall know the truth,nevermore shall I sleuth.
The crimes of kindness,
Are those that bind us.
Like sun rays to a lightless city,
All that can be done is look and pity.
The crimes of kindness
Not a soul shall know the truth,To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
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