The Ray

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The Ray

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She is a husk to be blown away by the wind Has no hopes, no escape routes Mould her with her calloused hands and give her a magic seed Something to call her very own Make her a conjurer Make her the god of someone's world Her brain is a web of chains Put there to hold her down Each heartbeat spills the sticky shadows A negative of every life That throws its light into her shape She's spinning it for daddy

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