Wildcard soul

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Wildcard soul

The stairs, lions, marble floors,
Betrayals,gossips,wicked plots,
For hundred years trapped in grim,
Confusion,wonders, gloomy dreams,
Abandoned, dull to grief and joy,
Accused of all the sins, destroyed.
The castle drifted into sleep
And wildcard soul is kneeled and weeps.

©Roxolana Zigon
19-02-2017


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