Why so lonely and desolate be you?
You wind and you curve without a path.
Random stones of black and white,
Meander about without a purpose.
But lo! what do my eyes see?
Tell me now your deep secrets.
What makes the world turn,
What makes my heart spur?
Why must this world be cruel?
You shout the reality,
"Be seen here you, desolate and alone,
For I am never alone,
You and all others walk my many forms,
So why am I the one seen to be alone?"
I soon realize that never am I alone.
The Labyrinth is content,
His job realized is a wonder of its own.
Puzzles, Mazes.
Mazes and Puzzles.
Why does everything seem so muddled?
Who says I must go left if I wish to go right?
Mazes and Puzzles.
I walk you with no purpose.
I just go to and fro.
Who says I must keep thinking?
Puzzles, Mazes.
Mazes and Puzzles.
They keep me on my toes,
And make me remember my woes,
just bring these revalations to a close.
What must I seek for a nice meditation?
Puzzles, Mazes.
Mazes and Puzzles.
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