Lucy had a spiral staircase in the corner of her room,
But she'd never seen the bottom.
She'd walked down, down, in her bouts of curiosity,
but never reached the ground,
She thinks it leads to the center of the world.
Ten times she has tried, but the rotten
thing never ends, and the darkness drowns
everything, not a sound can she hear,
Or a sight can she she, it's driving her insane
always spinning down, down, like a drunkard
passing out, Lucy finds no cure, but she's sure it has
a bottom step, she's wrapped her mind around it.
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