2 of 10 in ‘The Word II’ series from Jemverse
I am your words there for the taking sometimes accepted sometimes not. Yet I remain. Captured, I am released yet no malice there, or jealousy. For I am yours and will always be to use as you will, to leave as you choose. When you find me I am crafted like clay to the potter to form or substance; a thing of beauty. For I am your words
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[‘I am your words‘ was first posted via Jemverse in July 2014, reposted in August 2018 and again today]
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