Moment's in life are met with un-explainable words, sometimes words that no one else understands but you, especially since you are the one that utters those letters of creation and form your own definition
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What is thy word? That swirls upon thy lips begging to escape the gates of they closed encased gates of sound. Can one explain the depths of realization, when thoughts and moments excite thee with expectation and liberty. How can one describe such excitement? And draw such meaning, when everything leads to the opposite? Hath one encountered such uniqueness that forms as glitter upon thy glossy clear eyes, and hath given authority to those maze like mines that swirl and bind.
Shall life be expressed on clear white pages, as swirls of darkness encase and form as elegant calligraphy forming words so sought. Does thy mind understand? Let light be shed on such matters of intent as that which is spent in written English. For minds know not of the past nor future, but words hold fast and stone cold truth. They have formed that of sadness and that of gladness, yet with all such explained how hath one been to claim.
Therefore I ask thee - What is thy thought of words explaining a simple yet beautiful intention, one pure and lost, not heard nor thought in most ages and generations. I know of such word, that is held dear to many so learned, a word that is light and expresses excitement, a word that seems bold and old. For many know such word in the past generation, this is the word that is encased in memories and thought of in gladness. The word that friends laughed over and reminiscence as family brought together, a word so fine and confidently said. A word most know only in the past, but bring to the future as a memory so pure.
Shall thy say JaBaDaBaDoooooooOoo, for this is the word to choose and for those not to loose.
Therefore, smile with thy eyes as this word leaves thy lips - For such likeliness rests thy state and frees thy mind of thoughts that bind.
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CREDIT NOTES:
I dedicate this inspirational word JaBaDaBaDoooooooOoo to an amazing person.
I want to thank you for this creativity, it is really a piece that I wanted to try and encase thoughts of truth and memory.
- Wimpie Swartz ☺
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