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The Dragon
Things I couldn’t control threaten to overtake me
When the past comes seeping into my thoughts
If only I could slay the unyielding dragon
That soars across my dreams
Threatening with his scorching fire
To engulf my existence with his demon flames.
How long must I struggle in this weary battle
Never gaining ground in this test of will
Can I even overcome
Yesterday’s bitter agonies
To escape the torturous inferno
And become whole again?