A to and fro of tempers in you
You know the sights you're looking for
Visualizing the truth is not like a mirror
Realizing the fear is to break through the walls
It feels like
In a dark room
Forever missing light
Silence
To search for
A neverending might
Behind the walls an unknown world
It has nothing to do with delight
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