At first your grasp seemed inescapable,
The more I pushed, the more you pulled.
It had felt so incredible,
So incredibly amazing to be able to turn an eagle
Into a sparrow,
A boulder into pebbles,
That I had grown quickly glued to your prison;
So pleased was I to have captured such a stoic heart.
All the months I had waited to see
What other sorts of magic I could create.
I wanted to make a dragon a kitten,
A lion a lamb,
But I not-so-quickly realized
That I could only dream.
You were a good opponent,
A good opponent for my quiet eyes and 
Fickle ways.
I knew none better,
Yeah I'll give you that.
So thank you for making me be thankful for my release.
It took a while,
But I'm here now,
And thats the best place I'll ever be.

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