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wrestling with imps

wrestling with imps
disabuse them of such thoughts
you will win this fight

dancing with the imp

dancing with the imp
wrapped in darkness and silence
not sure who's winning

fear of tomorrow

fear of tomorrow
unfounded in what is real
still strikes to the core

hear the door locking

hear the door locking
feel overwhelming sadness
trapped with no way out

the imp has returned

the imp has returned
in that swirling mix of dark
looking to just hide

turn to see that sound

turn to see that sound
feel the song that is of me
a breeze through the leaves