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What is this building

which I am tied to?

My secret desires always

Pulling me towards its comforts.

How can I see beyond

The horizons of my four-walled room?

If I constantly pull myself towards it

And go within to search for

Something that has long dissipated.

The vortex of its safety

Continuously sucking me in,

Hiding from myself,

Engulfing it all in.