Still as a stone
Waiting to be picked and thrown.
I have an enemy within - from whom I need to be exorcised like a taunting demon, he is always the same temperature as the changing atmosphere, low when it's cold, high when it's hot and he's even wet when it rains. He is a tempest to the mind like a raging storm is to calm.
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I have an enemy within, good one