In the quiet hush of a whispered dream,
Words hold the magic, or so it would seem.
They can build bridges or tear them apart,
A gentle caress or a dagger to the heart.
With a single phrase, a world can ignite,
Inspiring hope or casting fright.
They dance on the tongue, like fire and air,
A melody sweet or a weight we must bear.
In laughter, they sparkle, in kindness, they flow,
With words of encouragement, we help others grow.
Yet in shadows, they linger, when spoken in haste,
A careless remark can leave bitter taste.
So let us be mindful of each little sound,
For the power of words is profound and unbound.
They shape our stories and color our days,
With love and compassion, let's choose gentle ways.
In the tapestry woven from voices we share,
The power of words brings us closer with care.
So speak with intention and listen with heart—
For in every word lies a brand new start.
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