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This place used to be so much bigger

Its expanse use to boggle the mind,

Its vast corridors used to put into perspective the myths and legends that I cherished as a child

But now, in the twilight of my years, I see that it was actually quite confining in reality.

How was I to understand, I was so young, and I was so at home.

Because, as a child, you stretch the walls with your legends and myths

Hercules bore the weight of homely constriction, and Zues struck down any thought of poverty

because, as a child, I lived with magic and myth.

Now, as I am shortly to be a blip in history, I have found my way home to all those

heroes that raised me, and I am again a child.