A Palace

gloomy and dull

countless rooms with no windows

forbidding the sun, to light its darkness

heavy smell of rust in its walls

the ceiling, disturbingly high

as if some giant was to walk inside

no movements, no signs of life

the only sound coming from its thick silence

a heavy continuous snore

the pitch of it going too high, then coming low

making heavy music, fearsome to the ears

inside the palace so strangely awkward

deep in the room in the most center

lazying, on the coins of gold

watching over the treasure prodigious

The Red Eyed Dragon 

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