All my teeth

Language. I'm getting better at using my words. Though my mouth be wide and my thoughts be wise, I often lose the desire to speak amongst the noise. Tone and passion get misinterpreted through Internet characters and CAP locks. I keep my caps locked. And keep my words choice and keep my wind hollow so you can recognize my voice. I learned that Frank is my new best friend and Fear died away with Fool. To jaunt your dreams is a priceless tool. Say what you mean. Say what you have to say. Say what they are afraid to say. Stay momentarily for questions. Then walk away.