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Feb 2019
This stagnant feeling
Leaves my mind reeling
Like I were poisoned water
Unsafe to drink
Making it hard to think
As if the walls of my mind are peeling
Wishing I could rewind it like a clock
Or unbind like a knot
But the cure is not something that can simply be taught
It must be sought!
Although the way may be  fraught
With danger and pain
Although the easy way
May tease me it never frees me
So I carry on
In search of the only thing that’ll please me
Praying my feet don’t fail me
On the way to relief from what ails me
For the beast still trails me
Written by
Daniel Webber
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