A haven on earth for way-less wanderers
You steady my unsure steps, ascending the sparkling spiral staircase.
Mirrored mosaic wings of the falling angel catch my eye; make me smile
We exchange knowing glances
You see in me what I don’t see in myself
Meandering through your curvaceous halls and walls
The comfort of a familiar embrace.
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