I Am
I am the only wine
Strong enough to make you blotto,
The only cure to your illness.
I know thou art mighty and strong
Only because I am here,
For you. With you.
And only I, could be the reason
You are weak, again.
Only I could make you whole
Even when I am the reason
You need to be complete.
I made you a fool,
But i am the only reason
You are seen as sane.
I am your foolery, your wisdom
I am the one behind your breathing
That counteracts rhythm.
I am the only beauty
That can get you uglily insane.
Into my eyes you look
To be whole again.
But here I am; the only reason
You ever needed healing.
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