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Year by Year
Work, play, restMurk, flay, testLurk, pray, crest Head is jumbledMind is fumbledOverencumbered is IToo weighted down to flyToo devoid of space to cryAll I can do I let out a brief sigh Relax they sayRelax and praySo I pray then lay downVanishing my worryThe blizzard clears, banishing the flurry
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Tragic Magic
The sun burns brightLet there be lightBut that light breaks my line of sightAnd initiates a fightThe moon takes the stageAnd the book turns a pageIt’s the dawn of a new ageIt’s the time of a great mage

