The aerodynamics of your words slices through the atmosphere effortlessly.
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Its succession is perpetual, reaching each listener that your voice can touch.
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Your words are like the steady hands of a surgeon, operating; opening old wounds or closing new ones.
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Your words are unbiased, unable to detect any and all human nuances; its only desire is to be heard.
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(sumairu•¶oetry)