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I hold a rusty and metallic compass in my hands
It's pointer points towards my heart's every desire
Perhaps a dusty tome upon a miniature library
Or maybe even a bag of dice to roll upon the table.
The bandwidth resonates in singular bands
Rebounding in the temporal right side fire
Sparks igniting with dragon's breath hereditary
To those who create worlds within a fable.
Life outside these four walls glimmer in enlightenment
Crowds of humans herding together simultaneously
Mingling like the paper mache split into confetti
To dance within the spiraling winds of tragedy.
With my rusty compass I'll navigate this settlement
A maze full of twists and turns built so beautifully
Like the master behind the screen of no money
Waving cautionary flags with great uncertainty.