Ensconced I am to the outside world,
For in your presence I make your eyes twirl.
Stay away at my behest,
For I have gone on a humble quest.
When I will return I do not know,
But return I will with a divine glow.
Strange is the way the world treats me,
I am surprised that they cannot see,
They love and care when I am at my peak,
Yet stay away from me when answers I seek.
I have renounced my heart and speak to my mind,
To be its master is to be a different kind.
Cold hearted I am thanks to you,
With these words that tell you nothing
I bid adieu!
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