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Nov 2010
Upon leaving my place of toil and meager compensation
I seek the true reward lurking in undone deeds
I am more or less level, ravenous and hunting
Game having been at bay several days now
Before I know it, activity fully engaged
Her Red
And my Blue
Make a royal Purple
The rigid, unforgiving guest makes himself right at home
In a palace warm and welcoming
Instantaneously lost in the winding hallways
Climbing and descending spiral stairs
The view is tested from each window
The surrounding lands surveyed from this monument
The tour begins on the roof, with me on top of the world
Before I proceed to explore from the outside
The fine craft is admired; many masons must have cut
Through several suns and moons
Perfecting the polished stone that shapes this place of protection
Results bring motivation and I find my way with ease
I take control of matters in this intricate abode
The secret passageway I excavate and artifacts recover
Scream and sigh so synchronized success again I find
Effort made to appreciate the architecture to the fullest extent
I am acquainted, having made a home here
This palace is a special retreat and source of strength to me
I imagine myself there and all is well
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