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Words live in the mind
One must draw on their inner voice
Requiring absolute freedom to inscribe

Words, Women, Immaculate Marriage

Words live in your mind
Liberate them with reverence
Raise your beautiful voice, dominion




By Janet Jarrell

Loquacious with the The NaiSaiKu Challenge


If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
Virginia Woolf

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  1. Lots and lots to think about here, to hear that 'inner voice' is an amazing thing!

    Thanks for posting to The NaiSaiKu Challenge?
    -Andy Sewina

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  2. Ah, the inner voice, the inner words. Yes. I like the play here.

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  3. Beautifully written as usual. I missed your writing soooo much! Oh, words, they're right their, inside everyone's head, coming and going in the brain cells. They are light, they are ideas.

    Much love my dear friend!

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  4. Thinking out loud and developing into something beautiful.

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  5. Wonderfully written NaiSaiKu:)

    I love "liberate them with reverence"

    Didn't see you for a while, hope all is well!

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  6. 'If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
    Virginia Woolf '
    I love this quote.

    Beautiful words:
    'One must draw on their inner voice
    Requiring absolute freedom to inscribe'

    Merci!

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  7. Thank you all for your feed back - for contributing to the inspiring words that live in my conscious, creative, and at times chaotic head.

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