Deadly
People draw with silver.
It comes out red.
Magic?
People walk with gravity.
They end up weightless.
Magic?
People eat a day
The food disappears the same day.
Magic?
People have good balance.
Yet end up on the ground.
Magic?
People aren't magicians.
They use what's around them to get out of life.
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