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A light beyond me beckons

A wooden door within a wall

Sunshine marks the sacred place

Deep inside this hallowed hall

Beams that cross in symmetry

Mark this place they once called home

Spirits linger, lost in time

Forever, left to roam

Among the empty corridors

Casting shadows in the sun

Haunting visions capture me

There is no place left to run

For just beyond what eyes can see

Lies a kingdom, far more grand

Guarded by phantom warriors

Who, behind the door, now stand



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