The Order of Things Unseen

Behind the veil

Something is hidden beyond your reach

To describe it would be such a tale

Strangeness of your thoughts forever beseeched

Telling you the story of what could be

Hidden behind your mind’s smokescreen

So outlandish to one who would see

Because it’s still left to the order of things unseen

Leaving you to ever ponder what your mind has imagined

Sitting behind that veil


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The Secret Doors on the Seventy-Fifth

That old building stood in the center of town
The tallest build to been from all around
For 100 years or more it was planted firm within the ground
Years and decades would pass it by
The mysterious of what lay inside
They talk of a crazy old man
Who lived in that building since what seemed like before time began
The whole top floor you they say
Is where that old man did stay
One set of stairs would lead you up that way
Into a hall where darkness lay
A treasure some said was what was hidden behind
Thoughts of bodies they said he killed came to others mind
The tales where mainly a bunch of rumor and myth
What lay behind the secret doors on the seventy-fifth

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