Words like a river, flow relentlessly; articulation, our story unfolds, in every line, our spirit beholds.
Thoughts are reflected in our words,
words convey our thoughts,
in the silence,
we can still find our voice,
words like whispers,
they make their choice.
every thought's a brushstroke,
painting the pictures of our world…
Articulation, Articulation,
use the words thoughtfully,
let the truth be told,
In every syllable,
let our feelings be shown.
From the depths of our thoughts to-
the light of understanding,
we can speak our mind,
no matter how complex it goes...
Although our thoughts swirl,
dramatically underneath;
through vocabulary reasoning,
our words are selective,
crafting our message accurately.
With each linguistic tempo, we take,
we sense different responses,
gather strength of all sorts.
Articulation, articulation,
practice communication influence,
we’ll go to great lengths.
When the world feels cold,
and shadows draw close,
with clarity rising,
like dawn breaking the darkness,
we’ll stand in the light,
let go of being misunderstood;
words like a river,
flow relentlessly;
articulation, our story unfolds,
In every line, our spirit beholds.
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