In what distant deeps or skies,
Does lie the lockbox, chained, disguised?
Is where it wanders missed by eyes?
Or rather does it simply hide?
I greatly wonder -- greatly try,
To picture what might lie inside,
I ponder, ponder, and confide,
That truly, I am mesmerized,
Oh in what distant deeps or skies,
Does lie the lockbox, chained, disguised?
In what distant deeps or skies,
Does lie the answer to our lives?
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