The Torment of Her Affliction
Alone.... in a small boat... on a vast ocean
With her one hand, she holds the rope to a kite
The other, she holds the chain to an anchor
Desperately she has a tight grip on both
Trying to keep the kite from pulling her up
way up, too high up beyond reality
and the anchor from pulling her down, way down
way down deep, to the bottom of the ocean
A balancing act to keep herself afloat
Afloat... in a small boat...on a vast ocean
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