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Shakespeare tell me, what is a word?
We are connected by birthday, so have you news I haven't heard?
The dictionary explains it as " a shortened form of a phrase"
But to me it is more than this, they describe the ways I behave.
I love to laugh as much as I love to cry.
I have to make my presence known and then I wonder why.
People seem friendly but I think they are a lie.
Tell me Mr. Shakespeare what is a word?
It is the only art I know. It's the way I say hello.
I love to use them every day from the letter A to below.
Bestowing to all who listen my wishes and wants my passions and my fears.
But dear Shakespeare, I can tell you why I have ears.
The gift of language is something to rejoice.
I seem to light up when I hear one's voice.
Words to me are lovely, although some are not so kind.
But my advice on using them is to keep an opened mind.
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