Haven Near Hell

Around here, but everywhere, there's a place.

There prevails a place of purity 

And harmony. In a lonely palace

Or perhaps in a boisterous city.

 

The warm waters render me to unwind

I can bring down my walls and defenses

And forget all the troubles of mankind

Here's a haven, out there is ruthlessness.

 

This haven is not only in one place,

 Across the street, down the hall, or elsewhere

To get there's a challenge, a duel, a race

And there is only one gate to get there.

 

What do I speak of you may ask yourself?

The bathroom, of course, a room to oneself.

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