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So solemnly sitting on my nightly rest with the dark demeaning thoughts rummaging threw my head.
Word by word they silently appear into mind, which they will faintly suppress.
Slowly, more distant than the last, twisting and turning to the tune of a quote.
The raven that purchase, the pendulum that swings and falls, all to an unknown meaning.
The words, oh the words that appear giving me strength to write my secretive thoughts.
My only inspiration as I hold tight to my grasp.
The cruel words the cruel faces starring and hitting with haterid.
I am only safe in my world holding on to my sanity.
It is magic, magic that gives us strength to fight back at those who taunt.
Still sitting, still thinking.
A friend who can not speak but helps you stand and endure.
The book,
the meaning,
the quote.
Hold tight,
Star falling4