(before the second installment of the story, I offer an appetizer with this poem )
Alley ... Alley
I love your walls
delude me your ways, your steps
enslave me I do not want and leave.
suffocated in your ways,
are straight and exit. But I wish
the essence of the labyrinth. Masochism
rewarding is to advance your route,
to discover your charms. Although
die trying.
But I do not want your labyrinth walk more
intoxicates me. Why
walk with you?
If you do not let go.
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