What if words were ...
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paint: they'd slide wet and vibrant onto the canvas of meaning
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clay: they'd hold the shape of the potter's hands, a cupped vessel for wounds
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wood: they'd feel the lathe's rotation and swoon in delight at their
transformation to new shape
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glass: they’d let in light and glow in brilliant hues
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yarn: they'd weave together into the most beautiful tapestry
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fabric: they'd flow and be stitched - bringing healing to the sick
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paper: they'd layer up into collaged experience, or lie flat and bound and
potent
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leaves: they'd rustle and change colors and bud and inspire
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photos: they'd capture truth from time immemorial
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