V. 2. / 128.) There Was A Time To Choose Words . . .

There was . . .

A time to choose words . . .

A time when you knew

What you were to say;

It was easy, it cost you nothing,

Like the time of day.

Then the jolt of the dividing,

And you were split asunder,

And were no more.

Now was . . .

A time not to choose words . . .

A time when you knew

You knew nothing;

And it cost you everything.

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