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Words that swim around his head,
make him drown in them instead.
Steal his voice, his feelings tread,
remarks tiptoe on a thread.

Convey his thoughts deep inside,
blabbing what he wants to hide.
Caution must be well applied,
felt emotions smoothly guide.

Words that fly over his head
do not land, instantly dead.
Tried to crack behaviors read,
analyzed each phrase once said.

Dictating the things he hears,
break and conquer all his fears,
sad or happy stream of tears,
whisper softly in his ear.

Words that live inside his heart,
made to always feel so smart,
transform into works of art,
always set themselves apart.

They can get him to believe,
that same power could deceive.
Building what he will perceive,
help him gain all goals achieved.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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