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A crystal gazer's reach

My life was plagued in darkness And melancholy was its fodder, The end not far from sight My heart bowed to Him To seek His help, and help did come In the form of a friend of my youth Now become a crystal ball gazer Who took me in her control. By turning on the magical power Of the fortune teller that she was, My friend did unveil the storm deadly That raged over my past and present One I loathed the second in ruins Making me worth a walking corpse. A warrior's promise to deny The raging hurricane another victory She vowed to erase my woes present And rein in serenity to my life. Neither deaf to the passion in her words Nor a disbeliever in my crystal gazer's art I'd found wings to fly to her magic song, Was it my rupture with solitude know never will I, So be it, but let be it known loud and fair That spared for life I was from despair Studded like I was a bosom friend in its heart.

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