A Binding Spell.
Bland words from a stale mind,
Empty thoughts, words are dry,
This is a battle, that we daily fight,
It's a block, that dries the mind.
Dry words from a scanty mind,
Trying to find a rhythm is hard,
The words are gone, just like that,
This is another blockage of the mind.
The blockage of the mind, a common fad,
We all experience it, once in a while,
From novice to pro, no one can deny,
It's a spell, that binds us together.
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