The Ogre

The ogre

Eats me up again

He knocks on my door

And sends me into a spin

Like a washing machine

Or the depths of a dream

I roll

In endless currents of my soul

And dive deeper into the ocean again

I was free once, and I will be when

And I remember now

Under all the fray

That I am endlessly

Okay

And fine

I hopscotch to

This rhythm of mine

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