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One solitary figure guiding a vessel Self-governing and alone at the helm Through rolling and heaving of waves Thrashing of winds and lashing of rain Just hold on as you were taught is muttered through clenched teeth Piloting through to the centre Through to the eye of the storm A place dark and eerily still Charged air heavy on the lungs A mere moment of time, a single thread weighted down by suspension Muffled noises from below Rise up to tug for attention Must be the mind playing tricks A stiff back is turned to them Not the time for nonsense and madness a mind silently screams But nonsense and madness defy time and logic The eye becomes rife with their chorus rebellion Voices invoke song and flesh and bone And they dance out from shadow and gather round Now is the time ~ We need you ~ You need us they sing
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Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 7:55 AM UTC
In The Eye of Self-Isolation
One solitary figure guiding a vessel Self-governing and alone at the helm Through rolling and heaving of waves Thrashing of winds and lashing of rain Just hold on as you were taught is muttered through clenched teeth Piloting through to the centre Through to the eye of the storm A place dark and eerily still Charged air heavy on the lungs A mere moment of time, a single thread weighted down by suspension Muffled noises from below Rise up to tug for attention Must be the mind playing tricks A stiff back is turned to them Not the time for nonsense and madness a mind silently screams But nonsense and madness defy time and logic The eye becomes rife with their chorus rebellion Voices invoke song and flesh and bone And they dance out from shadow and gather round Now is the time ~ We need you ~ You need us they sing
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Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 7:55 AM UTC
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