Uselessly Needed
I'm all you'll ever need
If you cry I'll let you scream
If you thirst I'll leave you be
I don't do anything
But I'll always let you dream
For some this is hard to see
I am small and frail
I'm useless when I'm alone
But in numbers I won't fail
In packs I am strong
With fifty-two I have power
I'll never let your mind wander
I'm society
You'll never be alone
Yet my birth is still unknown
I am Magical
I am always up his sleeve
He will never let me be
He always holds me
Flashes me so artfully
Hides me so deceitfully
I am all he'll ever need
In his hand or up his sleeve
A magicain needs his deck.
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