A cacophony, then silence descends,
All whispered secrets, where your presence blends.
Now laughter's walls will crumble, day by day,
Such is the slumber that holds me in its sway.
Lost in your quest, for ages I have sought,
Lost in your quest, the yearning dearly bought.
Come forth, I pray, from some concealed domain,
Lost in your quest, through endless joy and pain.
As I depart, the walls begin to tread,
As I depart, the walls rise from the dead,
As I depart, the walls a path extend,
My bond so frail, with this, my humble den.
Lost in your quest, for ages I have sought.
Lest I wander far, beyond my own embrace,
Lest I wander far, from my familiar space,
Lest I wander far, and lose all trace,
I fear the nearness of your sacred face.
Lost in your quest, for ages I have sought,
Lost in your quest, the yearning dearly bought.
Come forth, I pray, from some concealed domain,
Lost in your quest, through endless joy and pain.
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