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Words They float They fly They dance They swim Above the clouds Below the clouds Tagging the Moon Riding on Mercury’s feet In the Oceans deep In the caves dark In the Earth’s fissures In a coffee cup Forever and ever They are there Everywhere They never die Some good and sweet Some so mean and hurtful Some enlightening Some folly Some go into my memory They touch me like a sweet kiss Some go into my heart Cut me with a wound near to death Sign in to see full entry.