The Cheer
Thanks to my words... reader my friend, is in the words here, somewhere. Frankly, I'd like to make you smile. Words addressing evil won't turn evil back but they can give heart. The cheer is hidden in right words. A great deal isn't right, as they say, as they are lately at some pains to tell us. Words have to speak about that. They would be the less words for saying smile when they should say do. If you ask them do what? they turn serious quick enough, but never unlovely. And they will tell you what to do, if you listen, if you want that. Certainly good cheer has never been what's wrong, though solemn people mistrust it. Against evil, between evils, lovely words are right. How absurd it would be to spin these noises out, so serious that we call them poems, if they couldn't make a person smile. Cheer or courage is what they were all born in. It's what they're trying to tell us, miming like that. It's native to the words, and what they want us to always know, even when it seems quite impossible to do.
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Um... I think I really like your writing topics... Like this is really out of the box... Like ya people have written things like these but this is so nicely expressed...really...
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2020-04-04 11:31:13
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Thanks
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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