And in the end our words matter.
They make the world.
They hurt.
They heal.
They start wars and they bring peace.
They explain and they deny.
They are the building blocks of all our stories.
And what is the world but stories spoken in the darkness?
Our words matter.
They make the world.
They hurt.
They heal.
They start wars and they bring peace.
They explain and they deny.
They are the building blocks of all our stories.
And what is the world but stories spoken in the darkness?
Our words matter.
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