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Words

Words...
They define and shape our lives
Without them communication would be weak
And the world would be a dark, lonely place

Words...
They can be harmful or inspirational
Many times they are spoken without thought
They can show kindness and compassion
Or spread hatred to everyone

Words...
There are too many to count
They are constantly being changed
There are books to explain them
And people to teach them

Words...
How can words do and mean so much
And yet I can't find just the right ones
To fully express my feelings for you

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