The result of well chosen words
Words, nine short lines and I thought that was good, that was something to read to the group. But it had to be the whole gang, if some of the gang didn't come I would think of something else to read, I wasn't sure what but it didn't matter as they all came. Those none short lines occupied is for an hour as we told each other tales from our lives, of our journeys and each tale of a journey became a thread that was woven together in that hour to form a strong rope. This is the result of well chosen words, none short lines.
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