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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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