Everyday Writing: 24

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The solace of words often goes unnoticed. Would those dark nights have passed had it not been words sung to tune becoming an earworm? Or would those bleary mornings have become bearable without words helping beat its retreat?
And how we belittle words- we always assume other 'bigger issues' plague us. 
The simplest of things are the most misunderstood. 
*one of those wistful days*