I hear the klaxon bells
and creep onward regardless
like my more youthful self
rule breaking climbing through
a window after curfew
for who can stay ensconced
when adventure calls
I know the danger
but possibility stalks
the darkened corridors
and whispers like a lover
to draw me out into the night
to make the same mistake again
but ever with a knowing smile
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