Words

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Five letters. An armament.
To lift you up or to chain you down.
At twenty was when I realised
It's power and it's hold over me.
When darkness engulfed me,
It were the words that embraced me.
Protected me.
Sustained me.
Nurtured me.
So, it is the words
to which I turn regularly,
Knowing that it is the one thing,
if used correctly,
That will never let me down.

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