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Ever since the age of twelve or so I've had a secret language. This language is so secret even I don't know more than a few words or exactly what those words mean. What words I know are stealthy yet teasing, with meanings dancing behind my back or out of the corner of my eye, letting their presence be known not by knowledge they could bring but by the feelings they leave behind.

One word brings with it an aura of strong negation, something that could accompany the phrase "No way in HELL" while being more emphatic. Another word carries connotations of deepest contempt. A phrase is full of defiance, rebellion, revolution against oppression, yet the feeling is without any guarantee that those freed from oppression will behave any better than their former oppressors. And the last word brings a note of comfort and peace with melancholy overtones. This word does not imply that everything will be all right or even that present troubles can be survived. The comfort is the sort that comes from the knowledge that whatever you are suffering, you are not suffering alone.

I need more good words.