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Thursday, 22 October 2015

Ease The Battle

Hey you, your eyes of solitude,
Incur to me the sight of magic.

Hey you, whose wisdom stands high,
Why not you listen to me?

Yes, I am talking to you,
Do you understand, my voice?

Why are you perturbed,
When I am there for you?

Just pick up a pen,
And let me breathe in you.
Write on paper,
And ease yourself.

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