His Place
There's a place he keepsall his sacred things;
protected by lock and key!
It's lined with silk and
lit up with a glow;
only chosen eyes shall see!
An inch of his heart,
an ounce of his soul;
it's inviting as can be!
This place I call
his guilded cage;
is a place you won't find me~!
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