The Unmoneyed Eye
You occupy me with thoughts of words
Unloved in the world of grown-ups.
This work-a-day world
Values not the charm of the word
Poised over a heart ready to caress or to wound,
At the pleasure of the speaker.
How unfair to have so wrapped
My mind with valueless words.
Unseemly to the moneyed eye,
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