Redress

In her own fears she looks through her shadows
I watch her from the horizon with flowers for algernon
in hands, pondering whether the lines are connecting
or they never were

At times like this dreams are safer than the voices
But sometimes it’s just her longing
with the side effect of pills
visualizing her fears, into reality

It’s kicking in, things can be seen
The sea is calling, he is calling
I wish I can do something
but where do I keep the voices?

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