thoughts we have
thought into words
words we say
sound of words
words we hear
sound of voice
tones we hear
tones of choice
those ones we like
ones we say we love
one extreme
pleasure and pain
reverb as another
vibration it seems
like sails billowing
emerging from the main
carrying relative thought
crossing oceans
marriages with words
over a tempest sea
a variance of space and time
in dreams
creating poetry
sometimes brilliant song
those words we want to sing
poetic lines we often hear
creating life
is never wrong
creative thought
what that brings
words we love
all the ones
we say and hear
thoughts and words
we hold so dear
some pierce and cut
like spears and swords
dictionaries of fierce words
cryptography that seems unclear
those mystic words in lines
mysteriously making us
stare deeply into a magic mirror

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