In times of chaos, you settle me.
For cannot you see, without you I be, a catastrophe.
In times of quiet, you inspire me.
A buzzing bee? A new born tree? Not for me!
My imagination as ink and paper.
The insight into my thoughts.
You bring my ideas to life.
No matter the result nor strife.
You take a peek into my dreams
Craziness, disaster and all they deem.
I rely on your structure to steady me.
I rely on your promises to create me.
Without you, I am lost. Cannot create! Cannot design! Can I even be?
Oh cannot you see? I do need thee? To complete me.
You are me.
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