How powerful can words could be?

What is meant by those expressed combination of sounds and those written arranged letters?
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As sphere as the Earth is, as two-sided as coins are, words can build a world as it can ruin an entire kingdom.
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INEVITABLE: words might be used to drown you down, but these as well can be a fuel to ignite your burning passion. These might be used as cataclysm for darkness, but words can be a source of light triple to the brightest star in the universe.

Words might be a metaphorical synonym to a nuclear bomb, but words can create a nation, bind a country, and put a world in harmony. It is the most powerful weapon one can wield. These as can be the worst things are all great things if used, written, and spoke well.
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• It is a medicine for invisible wounds.
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  There are words that stab. Words that pierce into your deepest skin. Some are salt put in your bleeding wound. Inevitable. Timely. But if you would found the right people, words can be a cure. It is a type of medicine though could not be touched nor seen, one could felt the safeness, comfort, and warmth as its aftereffects.
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  It is a bandage for a bleeding wound; permanently or temporarily – either way, it helps a struggling person to cope up. The speaker may not consider it as a big deal, but the listener who is going through something painful that heard those kind words would be just enough for them to use those as a breather.
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  It may not entirely heal a certain trauma but it would be a big help for a therapy. It could help for recovering of the lost courage, broken confidence, burn outs, worsening fear, and other emotionally, physically, and mentally difficulties.
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• It is a food for hungry souls.
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  We all feel hollow and caught up sometimes. We feel empty. We sometimes feel desperate. And what we are feeling are all valid. Because we are all souls and we feel hungry as to when we feel full.
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  How do we define hungry? Are we lacking of food? Or are we lacking attention? We are hungry for the things that we want to have but cannot. We are hungry because of discontentment. Yes, we are hungry because we lack attention. We are even hungry for knowledge. We can be hungry for love. And, we are hungry because we know we also deserve what is best for us.
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  Words may not be a physical object nor a thing, but why does words satisfy our souls most especially if we are well fed with it?
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  It is because we are hungry for words, for the comfort that comes with it. We need to hear words of affirmation that we are special, we are worthy, we are loved, and we are more than enough. Words that assure us that we are not alone in our lives, in our own fight, and in this damned world.
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  The discontentment and desperation that we feel are sometimes the byproducts of being left out and being less cared. We are hungry to hear words that offer us comfort, validation, and attention. We are so human, and even the shyest person in this world wants to be looked at and looked out as well.
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• It plays a significant role for a person’s growth.
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  We are connected to the heart of the world. And everything does connect us all in million ways. Words do play their roles. We have invisible roots that connect us to the universe. As we, humans, are trees that came from seeds and will wither ahead of time, words help us water ourselves. They nourish our growth. Even the unkind words make up a better source of inspiration to evolve and grow stronger and better. Words are light that are responsible source of enrichment, the fiery glow, and the healthy life.
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  As much as words could possibly be pests or any destructive world beings, words that are offered and given nice help us to bloom beautifully. Kind words that are carved already in our trunk make us remember that we are appreciated. Those carved words will not go anywhere and will be forever in our memories reminding us all the nicest things someone could offer.
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The never ending words have their never ending purpose and value as well. A courage. A rope. A bridge. Words are hope.

Renésmee Neverfound ㅤ

An aspirant writer and artist. To be found is my greatest dream and never be lost. Hi, I am @rene.neverfound, you can call me Rene or Esme if you like. I specialized in prose-poetry and poetry, and now I am trying new things and writing styles. I love learning! I am a 17-year-old girl living life in the Philippines. And my face-claim here is @gabi_wahl on ig. I am a total bookworm and a grade 11 student with an undying passion for writing and art. Having many dreams is a funny mess because I get confused most of time with regard to what course should I take in college. I want to be an astrologist, a doctor, a journalist, an author, a professional artist, an archaeologist, and many more I forgot to remember while writing this.
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