With gems on the facade, saphires, emeralds, rubies, diamonds, amathists and more
All serve to be the stepping stone
and inside the palace, all is satin, red silk, divans, and belly dancers move to the musik
And this pallace is built on granite
The forest surounds the palace,
thousand year old trees proclaim your win
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