Writer’s note: This is the second part of the spell-bound story. Read the first part here.
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“When all numbers sail
When no one else can see
Let my one wish prevails
Grant my eyes the honesty.”
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Blinding light was I to suffer.
When my eyes opened i got the offer.
I turned away from her.
I headed home in eyes of power.
A child I had became.
Seeing things as more as merrier.
In my mind there was a shame.
Why didn’t I meet her for it earlier?
I was taken a back.
My eyes felt the crack.
I saw the people below.
I saw animals head on the go.
I questioned my sanity.
I questioned the honesty.
Imaginations are facts.
They came in a pack.
Approaching one creature
I started the shiver.
I asked why a pig.
He looked at me as if I were a gig.
Getting closer to another one.
Her head is a beautiful swan.
She starred in an amazement
As if I were in pscychological torment.
Looking for similarity.
What I wanted I found exactly.
Cockroach eyes starred at me.
I wonder what is my life to be.
It’s stronger that I felt the eery.
It’s ultimate to feel sad.
It’s human on the body.
It’s animal on the head.
(to be continued…)
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