Words

The magic spell that we all know

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It’s exhausting to keep reminding yourself to keep your chin up.
It’s tiring to assure yourself that everything will be alright. It takes tremendous effort to drum up faith when you have lost it.

That’s where poems and writings come in.

The same letters that keep putting you down can be rearranged to extend a helping hand.

There is another side. It’s a seesaw.
We cringe due to some words, but we also seek some of them for comfort.
They are out there. If they fail to provide comfort, they will at least prove to be relatable.

Cocooned in the knowledge that we are not alone, that people who feel still exist, we develop the courage to keep living.

Let the warmth of words and syllables keep our minds snug and comforted.

Let’s continue our faith in them and keep our souls ignited.

Let’s derive peace from words. Let’s provide peace through words.

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