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Chapter 19: Euterpe



I sway with the music,

the ever familiar lullaby.

the notes softly weaving a spell,

a spell of yesteryear.

The sounds come back, the smells.

a touch so familiar.

A sweet caress, a moment of tragedy.

Instances of joy, times of regret.

A memory, just a memory

yet it’s so real,

an illusion slipped out of time.

We’ve all been there.

The spell weaved too many times,

in too many ways

In the dark, in the sun.

In a crowd or alone

bathed in twilight’s last cast.

Illusions called forth,

illusions cast.

music is the best kind of magic;

Music is the worst kind of magic;

Just when we have forgotten,

the back-beat weaves it’s spell and we’re back.

Suffering all the heartache,

reliving all the triumph,

feeling all the despair.

And we are right back there

Just when we have forgotten,

the melody brings back a caress,

takes us to happier times,

to better times

And we have the strength to go on.

The lyrics weave that special kind of magic,

take us back to a place we remember

No More

This time

Not going

to back down

in the past

I’ve been happy

with second place

to survive in

the shadows

I’ve hidden

from the world

afraid to

chance it

live it

love it

afraid of life

no more

But

I’m tired

and ready to fight back

to strike back

no more darkness

no more fear

time to take back

what is mine

I’ve hidden

from the world

afraid to

chance it

live it

love it

afraid of life

no more

No more

surviving

time to live

no more

second guessing

Can’t be a king

If you’re afraid

to come back

the fool

And I’ve decided

that this is not

how life is meant

to be

I’ll fight now

for what is mine

I’ve hidden

from the world

afraid to

chance it

live it

love it

afraid of life

no more


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