I cannot tell you why I connect every experience with a collection of words. I just know that I try to make something beautiful out of even the most horrible things.
It's a peculiar thing, how a cluster of lines and predetermined sounds can create something that holds the power of either life or death.
They can create wars. They can end wars.
They can make peace. They can end peace.
They can express love. They can express hate.
They can end friendships. They can create friendships.
The possibilities are endless.
Would you just trust me?
Yours until the pigs fly,
Alessondra Marie
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