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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