Exit Love
Four walls with windows on one side
in solitude a place to hide
the light of day has rarely seen
this small domain that has no queen.
The home has turned into a house
the ruling hand for years a mouse
a tune played on the pipes of pan
has changed the mouse into a man.
The light shines through the open door
the royal family are no more
the queen no longer wears a ring
to make the man into a king.
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