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Whispers come like songs

And demons come like friends

Words that cause friction

Between this prison and this pride

Sprites of light shining in darkness

Under a veil of righteousness

 

I meditate

On my spikebed

Until I open my eyes I guest these creatures

On my mind where they can see me eye to eye

Instead of stealthily prying on this doubt

 

Now

"Friends" Sing to me

I'm all ears