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[apiphile]

mispronounce this

sometimes when i use words for their euphony
more than for their imagery, i think to myself
"this would probably sound better in welsh"
but i have no business knowing it;
like music, it sounds, in the mouths of its owners;
but like music, i close the door on performance,
composition and melody, push the valleys
away from me: i wasn't born there, wasn't raised there,
and i don't believe that blood has a hold on me;
but sometimes i choose my words for their song,
you see
and that's what matters.