The most elusive game

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On Your path from what ancient time,
Day and night do I proceed,
It's not known, I'm not knowing.
I have gone on moving, gone on pensive,
Merely Your anxiety only.

I've gone searching for the path's pointed spire;
I've kept staring at an arbor of a remote site.
I looked not inside own mind,
Only having disregarded psyche.

A voice I hear floating asudden:
"You're the mind's Stone of Philosophers.
The jewel-mine of a dark cavern,
Only ego granted not its viewing."

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