"Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise

Three-piled hyberboles, spruce affectation"

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-Shakespeare - Love's Labour's Lost

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I love words more than anything.

But words have been shifting and changing, confusing and diluting. Some words and phrases are even under attack. Don't let words go without a fight. Although acronyms, emojis and memes have their place, it's words that set us apart from the animals. We have voices. They make beautiful words in endlessly creative combinations, as long as we know how to use them.

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For @TerryCraft's Steemit Poetry Contest #14, the topic is Words.

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Where Words Go To Die

Across the sea of doubt, beyond the hills of mystery,
There is a place where old words go to die.
"Misconstrued, misunderstood and mystified are we,"
Say words long past, "We cannot tell a lie."

The time has been when stroke of pen could lift a million souls,
But so much goes unwritten now by choice,
Their time is gone, and words move on; the parchments, papers, scrolls
Have vanished, and now silenced is their voice.

Longing for a renaissance, renewal of the word;
The ones who seek the truth will always try
To stop the censors' silly game, the madness they've inferred.
Let words live on in peace and never die.

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