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You fought so long

This life's onslaught

For all those years

Weaved plots and deceits

With no reprieve and no repose

Your muscles sore

Head filled with more

Intellectual muck that’s mere a bore

At the end there's nought

Come to me and rest your head

Your tired weary dreadful mane

Upon my lap from where we'll watch the stars

Ponder and laugh as they collide

Hold me close and I'll hold you back

There's no returning to the world tonight

Fall asleep warm carefree

Blinded by illusion in intoxicated ease

If you feel like you need to grieve

I'll be here for these wounds to heal

Mend your mind and let you breathe

So much that soon you'll fall in peace

And from then on, you'll never leave.

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