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The Pull of Mundus
I have undersold this sprightly dimension
Beheld it through eyes of unjust contention
One quietly pretentious and with much apprehension
Has finally resolved to grant it favorable mention
Monotonous, troublesome, and all too vague
Was it truly a wonder I never could stay?
Doubly a horror show, yes more so, as of late
Hence why I resolved to push gray ground away
Who needed spherical earth dressed is flat color?
I only sought to make the world fuller
Wondrous that I had danced with the fay
Ponderous the thought I was slipping away
There were indeed times I played the dullard
I wished that I had restraint
You told me that none of that mattered
As long I was enjoying my play
You were the finest thing Mundus had offered
Smoothly it was that you pushed praise away
I liked it best when we played together
A fellow brother in dream-colored covers
Holding those silvery sheets over our heads
Capering wildly around one another Shouting soft words
That fell as they may
I asked if I could whisk you away
The world was shaking and I was debating precisely how large was
The mistake I had made
I couldn't hear you for what felt like forever
Wondering in silence
What you would say
You broke heavy silence with a heavier phrase
You weren't ready you gently relayed
To me, it was funny
You were so sorry
For telling me you loved me in so many ways
Congratulations, you gorgeous fool
It seems I must remain
In this reality that you may see
The blessed gifts your words portray

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