The World Without
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To the world without
I was always discontent,
Flighty,
In my ever shifting bent.
But in me a spirit yearned,
A seeking to return,
To find again
The world of wonder
It remembered of,
To search the secret 'bodes
Where mysteries hide;
To search the secret 'bodes
Where mysteries hide;
To somehow circumvent the mind
Whose habits bind,
The world of Man
Whose fears debilitate and blind.