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Friends With A Demon

When I was sent back to my dark place I learned that demons never die.

It doesn’t matter who you are we blame our inner demons but they help us and sometimes we’ll never know why.

Lost in the darkness once again where I’m greeted by my inner demon as I ask, “How’ve you been my old friend?”

Friends with a demon?

What must I be thinking?

What is it that I’m seeking?

I’m seeking much more than destiny, I seek to live my life as I should.

Old friends are reunited and it feels so good.

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