Power Plays you

Aren’t most things an illusion of power:
You think you can assert yourself.
Most unfortunate is that you try
It makes you livid, when these unbarred
Orchestrations of your mind play out
A particular sequence composed of lies, know that
You sowed the seed of your own disintegration
Fixing isn’t what you need, rather the might
To let go and loosen the strings of fear
That people might not return once they leave.

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