Searching: A Poem

A wanderer I become
As the night light fall
Lamp in my hand
I search for unknown

Buried beneath the walls
There lies the secret crown
Searching for it
We have walked all along

A window lies above
The straight huge walls
I wish to reach its
Uncovered bars

The night with moon
Powered the shining stars
Small footsteps
I made in scary dark

Gloomy night I spent
without a hint of hope
A wanderer I become
To hide my faults
At night I travel
For things unknown

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