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The Friend You Used to Need

Katherine Camarata

Forging through the fargone paths Searching for a dream that lasts Believe in something present past Beyond time, beyond grasp

In the depths of crumbled soil Feeding through the scape of toil From the snake within the coil Feed the victor to the spoils

Parade of pressure flying free From the throes of fallacy

From the roots beneath the tree Come the fruits of clarity

At the time it comes to fight For wellness within your life

Find what’s missing deep inside Drown in light all that which hides

Despite all uncertainty

Or fear to move to freedom’s beat Be the light you need to be Be the friend you used to need~

A higher being, if there is any, put grains and grapes onto this earth

To be molded into something greater by the hands of an artisan

Until only something entirely new remained

Is my own strife not an artisan in its own right

Are my own experiences not the tools with which the artisan has to work with For me to be born a crying boy, and crafted into the woman I am today

Comic by Kai Kyzar

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