Is a writer an author or just a fixer?
Is it possible words can go wrong?
Or is only the one who fixes words against each other to blame if context and meaning are skewed in understanding?
How can we possibly begin to comprehend each other in the language of a common tongue if words can have different meanings based on position in a sentence and the character of the fixer?
Do words ever have a proper ending? Or do they just eternally float in space waiting for new interpretations, inspirations and analysis by boring minds?
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