Is there a place
To which I belong?
A place which I have searched
Already for so long
Since all time is to me?
Where are the signs
Or clear directions?
Somewhere on these roads,
Are there connections
That indicates the way?
Sometimes I wonder!
Perhaps, there are maps
Others have found,
Written paths
Leading to holy grounds
With buried treasures within!
The chance is here
To find, explore
And finally discover
The Golden Door
Before stopping short
Of entering!
There shall be a reward
At the end!
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