Through Different Words Poem by Joshua Legister

Through Different Words

We craft our worlds from fragile sound,
Each syllable a seed we've found.
A word can wound, a word can mend,
It starts a war, or makes amends.

In quiet ink our stories stay,
Their echoes never fade away.
For tongues may tire, and voices cease,
But words remain both curse and peace.

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