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Hate hurts the person doing the hating. I do not believe there is anything as destructive to one's self. To hate anyone is to be less than you can be.

My Garden (The Danger Of Hate)

I have a garden
I grow discord and hate
I feed my heart
From its bitter plate

My plants need no water
No tending
No care
They grow on my soul
Consume everything fair

They grow very strong
Spread very fast
Filling my being
My future
My past
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