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Celebrating Words: From Weight to Grace

The words flew on my paper,

At the worst of my times,

Words that could crush me,

Under their weight,


Now strung together into a soulful garland,

weaved in them my pain with grace,

Revealing their beauty,

And gave me a sense of peace.


I am happy now,

And sometimes, I wish them back,

To return my way again,

Their touch that blessed me to express and convey.


 
 
 

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