012: In the middle of the night.

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My thoughts go back to you. Looking up into your eyes and seeing the fires of a thousand wars. The eternal flames of inner battles you struggle with silently. The thoughts you suppress in your mind while I await your guidance. A back and forth, yin and yang. Peace and war, pain and pleasure. Everything needs a balancer, I am yours. What keeps you steady on days that feel like Hell, your anchor. Not a ball and chain but instead, what keeps you most grounded.

-A.

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