Words
Words are so beautiful, like a lover, tempting me to go get them each time I am deprived of them.
How awkward I string words together and give them my name, like I had given them the gift of life; like they were my children. But, like a mother, it is them who uplift me and help me live.
Like, my fellow human beings, each word is unique, saying what no one else can. And, even if they share their meanings each differs in details.
Like, the best of my friends, all make themselves available to me. Any, that I may need to express myself. And, they would explain any other entity what I really am!
How awkward I string words together and give them my name, like I had given them the gift of life; like they were my children. But, like a mother, it is them who uplift me and help me live.
Like, my fellow human beings, each word is unique, saying what no one else can. And, even if they share their meanings each differs in details.
Like, the best of my friends, all make themselves available to me. Any, that I may need to express myself. And, they would explain any other entity what I really am!
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