lips move, the throat hums, words are formed. fingers tap keys, words are formed. thoughts churn, words are formed within. so many ways to communicate and they're all useless. we get in the way. what we want to say is always right there, teasing our tongues. playing with us, smiling as it slithers just out of our grasp. ideas that are great and could change the world turn to ash in our mouths or at our fingertips. words fall from the screen like stickers that have lost their glue.
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