Words

Some days my words are strong;

My defining feature, they run in rivulets,

Streaming down the page, lighting up my thoughts,

Giving me voice, dancing from my mind

To the minds of others, describing,

Showing, explaining…

They are my power.

Other days, though, I am dumb.

My words will not flow.

My voice silenced.

I am alone.

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