Only I
There is a spell
This magic is a voice
This voice is startling
It provokes
US into the shape of heavenly beings
Choosing life
Rather than non-existent rules
I'll fight you till you subdue
I'll speak wondrous tales in your ear
Submitting you to be restless
Confused
I'll be your darkness, light
Only I can sate this plight
Me alone shall condemn your days
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