Words. Coming from where?
Letters. Assembled in a chaotic spin cycle, without warning, occupying your mouth, filling it to capacity; the different shapes battling for attention - each an ego embryo.
Out they fire - rat a tat tat.
In order, usually.
Lined up for maximum clarity.
Impact soft or hard; unknown until landing.
Others unable to predict others.
That would make it easier.
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