The entrapment worked like a charm,
And the wall caved in on Mr Cane.
He had but a moment to consider,
Had no umbrella to shield from rain.
The weather was but at the horizon,
And sun hasn't been so sane.
There is no thought left to ponder,
For the facts never do change.
Circling the theory of madness,
The colors were fading to black.
What brains have you said he,
There are no footsteps to go back.
Talking to self he wondered,
If two of him would suffice
So he made how the mirror looks,
And then the reflection came alive.
Mr Cane saw in the mirror,
Saw two more than he wished to see.
There were eight of them now,
Nothing is as it's supposed to be.
So he sat through the ruins,
Saw himself disappear one by one.
Two will be enough Mr crane,
That's enough company for someone.
Back to two down from six,
Ladder keeps adding more steps.
So Mr crane climbed over,
And left behind a bit of himself.
The sky was cold,
And the ocean was blue.
Now Mr crane was out,
So the stars had to pay their due.
Within lies the outside,
Said them stars in one breath.
And the biggest of them all,
Laid a crown at his chest.
His heart was made a king,
And the mind was made a slave.
Those eyes that had been dreaming,
Now were wide awake.
He could hear the flowers sing,
A song of thunder and haze.
His eyes crept in closer,
Mr Crane thought he saw a face.
The smile was yet to give birth,
But the swelled eyes had over-grown.
A very peculiar creature he said,
Unlike any other he had ever known.
He soon multiplied in an enemy,
Mr Crane was now afraid.
This lawn said he again,
Should have never been made.
For the trees work like charms,
In the glittering reflection of steel.
Concrete is the slab of foundation,
In this forest that was never real.
The weather was turning warm,
And he had but some walls to scale.
So he threw a rope over the walls,
Lay me a bridge he said.
The entrapment worked like a charm,
And the wall caved in on Mr Cane.
He had but a moment to consider,
Had no umbrella to shield from rain.
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