Like the keyboard is to the computer,
Like the fingers are to the keyboard,
Like the bees are to the flowers,
Like the ant who is infatuated by a particle of sugar,
Like love is to the heart,
One can go on and on with similes, metaphors and figure of
speeches,
Akin to a kind heart that enlivens a sore one,
Patience that projects beauty,
Such is the value of the heart I am blessed to save guard,
The vagabond now no longer a vagrant.
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