Gifted Words
Words are awesome.
What would we do without our words?
How would we speak?
What would we write?
Could we think?
I am made of my words,
An individual powered by her thoughts,
fueled by the power of her pen,
and commanded by the freedom of speech.
I have the potential to change myself,
And influence others.
Words are a gift,
But are also a consequence.
If I am composed of what I say,
How I think,
And what I express to a piece of paper,
Then am I my words?
Do my words define me?
Without words,
Would there be an awesome?
No.
Words are awesome.
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