I have been playing with words often because there is magic in it. The way the words I speak run together with the breeze or sometimes annihilates a threshold of indifference. I wonder how is it for those people who were already drowned in their vanities, if they can see magic in every people who is willing to learn the art of language? I wonder how can they close their eyes when all they aim is to hurt and prove how worthy they are? Is it about worth? Or is it about passion and bliss?
As much as words please me, they also pained me like hell. Lalalalala.
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