Word

　 　　
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If you speak a word
and the word is yours
It glides off your tongue, slips
rolls down
If I say the word
I don’t know what it means
It doesn’t matter
there is a book to tell me
It is full of words
It tells me what the word means
It tells me how to make the sounds
make it speakable
thank you for the word
spoken to me now
thank you for the word
written, whispered or sung
shouted with joy
hidden by sadness
lifted up again in laughter
even ground out in anger
bounced off the corners of my world
sound ringing through the air
It holds the message
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