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If this here deep inside the depth
of the Great Pyramid was in fact
meant to be

A burial chamber for the felled 
Pharaoh King himself

To ascent and assimilate his procession
and onward journey into the afterlife 

And this his marble granite sarcophagus

Then pray let me me in silent contemplation
for a given time inside reside and lay in
waiting if only just for him

And listen out for the echo sounds
rebounding back to and from the afterlife 

Regaling tales of enlightenment the such
as like

What indeed a star does actually sounds like

Or how long we are supposed to be dead 
before we are born again 

If in fact we are to be at all or secrets
Orion keeps hidden underneath his belt

Or if he actually has 3 sisters

Or why on earth was he himself indeed
deemed to be birthed and born as
a King

Yet I and countless serfs where meant
to kneel before his feet 

And most pressing of all

Do we who's manual labor sweat and toil
both needed and used

In order to construct this monument
and so to apply it's manifest

Eventually get some great reward for
doing so ourselves

Grace a tomb entwined with walls
endowed with multi colored dispensary
by the greatest artists of the day

And an infinite supply of all earthly worldly 
good's and treasure to accompany me

More gold than Midas himself had at his 
disposal to mine or anything other than
I was able to own let alone dare wish
ever possess 

Or are we so too as well too be ignored
and passed over in the afterlife as in
this life too

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