It strokes your hair
It whispers in your ear
It wraps you in its lovely tendrils
And tells you everything’s alright
It lulls you off to sleep
And curls around you tighter
You’re warm, you’re safe
Floating through the air
Bound in a delicious grasp
It folds you over
And over again
Until you’re dizzy, giddy
And you blissfully forget
It’s all washed away
Your memories wither
Your childlike optimism fades
Your helping hands are tied
Your drive to make a difference,
The beauty you saw everyday things,
The very foundations on which you stood
rotting, decaying, wasting away
One glorious sip at a time

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