This is a story of words It doesn't really matter how short or long they are soft or loud they are music to the silence rains to the arid forests to the desert peace to the wars joy to the sad warm to the cold a moon to the night a light to the dark a color to the pale a map to the lost a door to a kingdom where a parallel universe runs nothing there is pale or cold only colorful and warm I wander there for years yet it feels like seconds never tired & never bored its walls are made of words and the air is her voice the more she speaks the more I'm alive those are the words that come out of her mouth!
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