Having wandered endlessly,
Weary pilgrim in flight,
Onward toward fountains,
Thirsting in the night.
Heard an infant sobbing,
Saddest of refrains
Endeavored achievements,
Personage maintain.
A heavy mallet swung,
Echoing lonely thuds,
Solely embarked open
ground,
Distored, somber mud.
Entered lovely cathedrals,
Reverently, in prayer,
Stood in awesome wonder,
Insight beyond compare.
Collected numerous
treasures,
Which I now possess.
Promoted inspiration,
Myself to express.
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