This is written in reply to a poem a friend wrote. That's about all there is to say on this.

"As Your Spirit Cries Out"

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Your mind breaking

Spirit withering

I look on, and my mind is made up.

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I see you as you falter

Your existance slowly deteriorating

And know that it must end.

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Your memories return

Haunting you like plotergeists

And thus I must prepare for the outcome.

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Know this; do not forget

If you should shatter

I'll be there to repair you

Piece by piece.

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If naught occurs

Then I may join in the celebration

As you conquer that darkness

Slowly trying to dissolve you.

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I'm not alone in this belief

There are others beside you

Allies in this terrible trial.

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We're all ready to help

So go out there, and do not waver, but if you do

We will be waiting to heal your wounded spirit.