Bitrapfulless

Within these walls
I confide, satisfied
Through these halls
I stride, in my mind
You may enter, if I like
It is free to anyone I say
Now the clock strikes
Back home I make my way
These walls and halls
Are shores from troubled seas
I can walk or crawl
And no one can see me
I am safe from the world
The harms it has
I stay hidden from her
And Love I will never have





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