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The Maze
Lost in
the maze
Walking
in a daze
With no
direction
Nor any
destination
One step
after another
Turning at
every corner
Going left
or right
With no exit
in sight
Maybe around
next bend
This torment
would end
Into death's
loving embrace
Skeletal remains
the only trace
the maze
Walking
in a daze
With no
direction
Nor any
destination
One step
after another
Turning at
every corner
Going left
or right
With no exit
in sight
Maybe around
next bend
This torment
would end
Into death's
loving embrace
Skeletal remains
the only trace
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The Maze
The Maze
