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My Demon
Healthy state before, trip across the world, all in the name of duty. Called away from the safety of home, doing the job I signed up for. Safe return home, or so we thought. All the while, harboring a demon within. Sleeping in the darkness, hiding, waiting, finally rearing It's ugly head. Now I fight. Struggle to understand this demon of mine, scarred for life. I have changed. I can no longer do my will. I live by His rules. How can such a small entity control so much. A miniscule thing made more powerful by dangerous men in white coats, working for the European devil with his hammer and anvil. All sold to the highest bidder. This one, know as Satan's Hand originating in the fertile crescent. Our Man said none were found, but slowly, this Wills Millions to Die and he can't retract words once spoken aloud, therefore I am caught in between. I fight this demon alone scarred for life, he controls me. I do what I can and pray for future hope, future aid. How long will I wait? Like the boys afflicted by the secret citrus fruit. I hope not. I pray for fast action by our Man. Dreams, I know, but without it, my struggle is for naught
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