| Swept by the histories and myths Out of the comforts of her home Swept out, into the jaws of Fate's Beast I've bent time Touching the soft underbelly Growling as The Beast Soft as innocence Smooth as satin
Now we will be persisted by Consequence While Fate laughs and The Beast takes over
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| Enveloped again by the poison clouds Causing cancer in my frontal lobe  I walk unbalanced once more Spending my time in self-pity, Off, or dreaming; addicted to masquerading Always waking up with prayer beads in my hands Lest I stay up all the time praying Praying for strength Praying for wind to clear My reality for good |
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| A piece of him Created Because. Ever growing Until he cuts it.
Wrapped around his Prayer Because. Prayed for Because. He believes there are Reasons and Things Meant to Be. Now a piece of him connects Reason with Prayer And Fate to Belief or his Sister, Time And Causality with the Imagination.
It was read in a book In search of Prophesies of a Better Life, That-is, a better Choice.
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