Hallways now deserted
Lie beneath the sea,
Stony, silent pathways
Lost these centuries.
Sleeping leafy valleys,
Corridors of trees,
Long forgotten past ways
Waiting to be free.
Ancient twinkling beacons
Mirroring their rays,
Lost throughout the eons,
Signaling a way.
And if we ever find one, I sure hope there's wifi on the other side.
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