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A poem about a beautiful palace. |
| In a place far away There a gate was made of crystal Where symbols shone in the day It was a place of wonder It wasn't big, tall or glorious And their birds would sway yet the palace was notorious It was a palace of wonder No one knows who goes in or out Getting spiked with curiosity questions were cast about It was a palace of wonder But the palace faded from view I woke up looking at the ceiling trying to picture the dream I once knew It was a palace of wonder |