A Bell That Rings On Its Own
It calls for me. A world of my own.
A world of magic, where no one has flown.
It summons itself, it drives me mad.
Though I blame myself, it exists and I'm glad.
It demands to happen in everyone's minds.
On screen, on paper, work to the endless grinds.
One way or another, I will draw and write.
To build your arms, so that you may hold me tight.





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