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The light flickers off dripping candle wax,
as my mind slowly begins to relax.
As if drifting along the River Styx.
The vision in my mind I did transfix.
My dreams Intertwined with the devil�s flax.
Why is the journey of life so complex?
Why on me did you cast this evil hex?
To a life so quite confused and perplex.
Will I be in a never-ending flux?
I feel I am sitting on the convex.
Caught in this forever-spinning vortex.
I must take control and my life I�ll fix.
But first the sly devil I must outfox.
Before he can open Pandora�s box!

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