Here I sit biding time
Waiting for the world to start
Revolving, solving every woe,
Spinning as it did before.
Are you here?
Are you real?
Must I steal a memory
From darkened corners, dusty rooms
Caged and sealed behind locked doors.
Shall we share abandon in
Our reckless new adventure,
Or is it just a mindless prank
Of my imagination?
Tell me that your world is true
And I’ll pick up the gauntlet,
Walk beside you every step,
No thought or hesitation.
Standing on the threshold as
You contemplate the dare,
Leap into your escapade,
I will join you there.
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