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My obligation is not to let my mind suffer from word hunger.
Words give me strength. 
Whenever I hear a particular word or phrase, 
It sticks to my head, 
And I try to manipulate it into a poem or a thought prose.
I am a hungry writer, 
Filled with enthusiasm and fervour.

Without my constant passion for an increase in progress, 
I crave words as enhancement, 
And success otherwise my life has no meaning.

If it is immoral to covet words then I am the worst transgressor ever.
Is it wrong that I love words and yearn for them?
I do not hanker anything from anyone
Except for their respectful and wise words.

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