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A Word

A sound of truth, of sense and of self, An orchestra that fills the black void, A meandering melody of wealth, What does a word mean to you? A rushing river that cuts through the earth, A vast lake of deep unknown power, An ocean of unstoppable, infallible surf, What does a word mean to you? The whisper and phrase of a mother's love, Heard for the first time with a child's ear? Or the music from stars twinkling above, Their beauty and song ringing out clear? What does a word mean to you? The pain of internal biting and bleeding, Teeth cut like knives with a barbed tongue, Neither melody nor starlight worth hearing, Is that what a word means? The brutality of rash reflective thinking, Teeth honed to points, a mouth like a cavern, No song nor water nor love worth hearing, Is that what a word is means to me?
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cellobello
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Feb 23, 2012
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