Advice
I just reworded into a poem the first bit of advice I ever remember my mother giving to me.
Be careful what you wish for.
Be weary what you say.
For it may harm another person in some odd and unseen way.
Be weary what you say.
For it may harm another person in some odd and unseen way.


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